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Oooooooh

Baby girl, where you at?
Got no strings, got men attached
Can’t stop that feelin’ for long, no.

You makin’ dogs wanna beg,
Breaking them off your fancy legs,
But they make you feel right at home, now.

See, all these illusions just take us too long,
And I want it bad.
Because you walk pretty
Because you talk pretty
‘Cause you make me sick
And I’m not leavin’,
Till you’re leavin’

Oh, I swear, there’s something when she’s pumpin’
Asking for a raise.
Well, does she want me to carry her home, now?
So, does she want me to buy her things?

On my house, on my job
On my loot, shoes, my shirt
My crew, my mind, my father’s last name?

When I get you alone,
When I get you, you’ll know, baby
When I get you alone.

Come on
Oh yeah-yeah
Baby girl, you da shhh.
That makes you my equivalent.
Well, you can keep your toys in the drawer tonight
Alright

All my dawgs talkin’ fast-
Aint you got some photographs?
‘Cause you shook that room like a star, now
Yes you did
Yes you did

All these intrusions just take us too long,
And I want you so bad.
Because you walk steady
Because you talk steady
‘Cause you make me sick
And I’m not leavin’, till you’re leavin’

So, I pray to something she ain't bluffin’
Rubbin’ up on me.
Well, does she want me to make a vow?
Check it
Well, does she want me to make it now?

On my house, on my job
On my loot, shoes, my voice
My crew, my mind, my father’s last name?

When I get you alone
When I get you you’ll know baby
When I get you alone
When I get you alone
Whooooaaaaaah Ooooh
When I get you alooooooone

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