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[T-Pain:] Lately I've been trying to stop lying But I be lying if I said that I wasn't blinded by that ass girl And I would go to hell as well if I say you didn't smell like Victoria's secret when you pass girl And that plain skirt you got on let's a n-gga know that you just might have some class girl So you gotta have you some brain And with all due respect you gotta pass it to Pain Gots to pass it to Wayne And Wayne past holding he pass you to Mack Maine Or I can take you Solo for Dolo Have you getting out of the Lambourghini in slow Mo But I ain't trying to butter you up I'm trying to f-ck you in the kitchen let me butter you up Where's my manners, which one you like Butter or syrup? Let me show you what miss butter is worth. [Chorus: T-Pain] Ohhhh, what it is, Baby don't act stupid (ohhh noooo) Come on now let's do this Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse And she already know what it is Baby your so perfect So I know I'm bout merk it Letras de cancionesGot the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse And she already know what it is [Lil Wayne:] Shorty want a real n-gga Construction have Weezy I'm a deal with her [? ] She be my meal after I have a meal with her Then I deal with her Now won't ya shake like a dog Hop like a frog Ride it like a horse Scream, holla till ya lose your voice Promise I know how to love, know what to do with ya heart Shorty you so much of a target I hit you with a dart Ooh bullseye baby, ooh ayy baby Can I stick my finger in your apple pie baby Now I know everybody want a piece of pie But you know that they ain't greedy as I Now won't you do it like I told you Send a pic I download it Cause I promise in my sidekick you got your own folder If you keep f-cking with me you gon get your own chauffeur First put your legs on my shoulders [Chorus] [Lil Wayne:] Now usually I don't go to hole first night with a girl on the very first night But you got to [? ] make a n-gga feel like you Supposed to be a n-gga's wife And technically I don't believe in falling in love If the love don't, don't even love So with you I'm gon be giving love yeah And really I don't be calling out like that no more less it's a shot But you only go to the top Now whatcha, whatcha think about that Whatcha think about that Whatcha think about that Whatcha think about that [Chorus] From Letras Mania