Oh, baby girl, where ya at?
Got no strings, got none attached
Can't stop that feeling for long, no
You're making dogs wanna beg
Breaking them off your fancy legs
They make you feel right at home now, oh
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 leaving 'til you're leaving
Oh, I swear there's something
When she's pumping, 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 voice, my crew, my mind
My father's last name
When I get you alone
When I get you you'll know, babe
When I get you alone
When I get you alone
Baby girl, you the shh
That makes you my equivalent
You can keep your toys in the drawer tonight
Alright
All my dawgs talking fast
Ain't 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 city, because you talk city
'Cause you make me sick and I'm not leaving 'til you're leaving
So I pray there's something she ain't bluffing
Rubbing 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, babe
I get you alone
When I get you alone
Ooh, when I get you alone, oh

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