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Put the towel by the door, and cut the shower on Turn this corner suite into a home You can smell it Taught my girl how to French Inhale it Sip this, Think about the position Presently, would you rather be with any other niggas? Alzheimer's when you seen another this fly? You don't remember Shit... Whoa buddy, temper-temper You're searching for Red October Wake me up at the end of December First quarter crunch, No time to put my feet up Them suckas thought they locked me out But fuck that, Spitta got a dude that can key cut I can't take a L a nigga way too G'd up Six chicks in karate gees rolling my trees up Jet Life, the shit that you only dream of Yeah... yea, uh And where haven't we been... yet Fuck boys is wondering if they... Bitches know the planes... Got it And you can't do a thing... About it You, know! From Letras Mania