She was born back home, now she lives in Brickell
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Shorty makin' money, she's got her ticket
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Wherever she turns it on, it's not that “supposedly” talk
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She depends on nobody so nobody can judge her
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Babe, I ask what you have, what could it be?
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I'm just talking to you, I touch you and I feel you real wet
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Muse of the same horniness that she gives me
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Tell me how many times you've really come
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You know that we left each other, but the door to eat each other is open
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With me you and life acted uncertain
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You go away and like the boomerang you come back to me again
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Tell me, I do that, what?
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Tell me, put on my Hellstar cap so that you step out like a movie
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We film ourselves a flick, a porno
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I ignore it, but with her I have a kink
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Shorty, why are you like that?
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You haven't left and you already want to repeat
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With him life slips away, I just make you come
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If they ask me about you out there I just say, baby
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So fine, she doesn't need pricey clothes, simple she works it
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I hit her with fire so the leather melts
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She lives alone, shows up whenever she wants, nobody can run game on her
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She knows her friend envies her, that she criticizes her
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Six hundred in jeans, nobody can flex on her
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Only zaza smoke, she never smokes regular
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She does whatever she wants, they're gonna talk anyway
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She walks through the block like she's gonna model
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I know every position she uses
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That I'm with her out here, they're talking
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If I run into her, I don't say hi
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We know it with the looks that cross