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It was a Sunday night around 8:30 pm I was rollin' by myself in the Benz leavin to a park Bangin' some of the homie fattone's classic shit So I'm rollin down Maya Blvrd Then I busted a right on prospect lookin' to be seen by a bad bitch and whatdya know... A stallion Ass like Chest like... (ooo areola!) Lips like (blam!) So I pulled right next to her on the corner of 63rd street 'Bout ta front like I'm sellin her my cd and said [Tech N9ne:] What's sizzlin' mama what's crackin'? [Girl:] Wassup cause? [Tech N9ne:] Uh na I'm just tryin ta sell u this cd Na u know what you so fine I don't even wanna sell you this cd I'm a give u this cd baby girl [Girl:] Oh ya cause? What is this shit cause? Letras de canciones [Tech N9ne:] It's my new shit baby [Girl:] Is this some tech n9ne shit cause? [Tech N9ne:] Uh ya [Girl:] Aw na I don't want this devil worship shit cause I'm good cause [Tech N9ne:] Anyway nigga I'm just tryin' to give u the goddamn cd U know what I got some... [Girl:] Na cause Na, na [Tech N9ne:] No listen listen Look hold on let's walk over here to my trunk I got some new shit [Girl:] Oh yeah? [Tech N9ne:] Come come over here I got some other artists [Girl:] Oh yeh cause? [Tech N9ne:] You might like some big scoob shit or somethin' Come come on come check this shit out [Girl:] 'ight let me check this shit out cause From Letras Mania