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Say you wanna face me Tell 'em come and scrape me Say you wanna face me Tell 'em come and scrape me Say you wanna face me Tell 'em come and scrape me She know a nigga screech, been casin' for a week We sexin' on the beach and I ain't talkin' 'bout the drink Open doors for her when I take her out to eat I'm rollin' up a Sweet while she massage a nigga feet [?] is so fine, I got a cig and wine I tell her I don't cheat but she be knowin' a nigga lyin' Friends can't stand me, they don't understand me Why they [?] Everything [?] Her bag a couple grand, [?] compliments from me See, I can be the king and she can be my queen And we can be a scene at the field these others dream Love the way she walk, love the way she talk I'm always on her mind and she always in my thoughts I got her at the house, we blowin' on a house I'm drinkin' down a fourth, tonight we ain't goin' out Say you wanna face me Tell 'em come and scrape me From Letras Mania