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Yo Mo Bee main, drop that shit! "Hey! Hey!" You know what time, boo-yaow I know it's time for you So grab one by the hand you know what I'm sayin' And uhh, throw up that finger Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up! Thug style baby, Thug style ya'know? Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't want to rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya If I'm wrong love tell me, cause I get caught up and the life I live is Hell see, I never thought I'd see the day when I would calm down, you ain't heard I've been known to clown and Get Around, that's my word See you walkin' and you lookin' good, yes indeed Got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin' me with ya attitude to match right, don't be phony cause I hate when you act like, you don't know me I've be stressin' in the spotlight, I want the fame Letras de cancionesbut the industry's a lot like, a crap game Ain't no time for commitment, I gotta go Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show And even though I'm known for my one night stand I want to be an honest man, but temptations go"Hey! Hey!"Throw up the finger! And all my homies goThrow them the finger! Ya know what baby it's like I know you've been searchin' for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you need it, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care Will I cheat or will I be committed, heaven knows Gettin' weak and I want to hit it, so here I go in my ride and I'm all in, gettin' high I can hear the people callin', I'm passin' by Everybody knows I'm ball-in, and to God Gotta keep myself from fall-in, but it's hard All the cuties know I'm under pressure, what do I do Gettin' shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool Should I stroke or should I wait a while, you decide If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words in your ears as I kiss ya, on every curve Slow down baby don't rush, I like it slow Can't hold it any longer, so let it go Open the gates, do you want to fall up in heaven Don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was"Hey! Hey!" Give em the finger! All my homies go,Throw your fingers up! That's just the Thug in me girl, you know Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like I know you've been searchin' for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you need it, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care A lot of people think it's easy, to settle down Got a woman that'll please me, in every town I don't want to but I gotta do it, the temptation got me ready to release the fluid, sensation sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand Cause even Thugs get lonely, understand Even the hardest of my homies need attention Catch you blowin' up the telephone, reminiscin' I want to take you to the movies, and the park Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark Now that it's passion, hold me tight Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight I know your man ain't lovin' you right You're lonely under pressure need a Thug in your life Enough talkin', you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin'See you later, cause baby I'm a player, and all I heard was "Hey! Hey!" Give em the finger And all my homies go, yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey Ya'know? Throw your fingers up Ya'know? They gonna peep this, this how we run game on you Everybody, hey, alright Hey, hey, hey, ohAll my niggas go Uptown in the Give em the finger! Throw your hands up Give em the finger!
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"Temptations" as written by Tupac Amaru Shakur, Osten S. Jr. Harvey, Shirley Murdock, Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman
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