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(Verse 1:) How many dimes you done dropped the same lines to Played games and lied to got inside ooh Don't even want to think about it Somebody tried to tell me all them games you played around wit'...

Bring it on back to young days when things wasn't so hard Playin' kickball in the school yard The year before kindergarten when the memories started at the day care All the little kids used to play...

You see a woman gotta do what a woman gotta do If your man keep on trippin then you need to cut him loose Ain't nothin he can do for you that you can't do What I'm supposed to go oh cuz he rollin 22s...

Questions in mind will I be accepted or not If not that's fine won't let it hold me down The mold I'm breakin out stereotypes Like she can't rip the mic she's white Get it right come to a show Come to...

SARRRAAAAIIIIIIIII (yeayuh) come on yea,whoa,yea c'mon,yea, whoa, yea Shake that ass (8x) (yea) hey mr. dj turn the music up loud and everybody report to the dance floor now line 'em up cuz we about...

Forget what mama told me as a little girl Bout to get grown get on and rock your world Your body telling my body how ya song goes While your smackin my bum bum like ya bongos Ride it like Tonto I'll...

(feat. Jaguar) Once again standin' here cryin out Energy gone my insides dyin' out Wishin' you was dead or somewhere lyin' out Every time you open ya mouth lies flyin' out Remember when we first met...

It's been along time comin locked in the lab wit a infa-red pen and a pad A lot of chicks in tha game sound da same can't switch they style an they making me laugh They tickle me like (ha,ha,ha) it...

Im about to shock the world Bring it to ya now Jaws drop when you see this girl Big like whoa gotcha shook like I ain't know Girls that look like that could flow Causin chaos Sarai off the richter now...

It all started like this Ninth grade freshman year So happy to be in high school I shed a tear o many cute dudes to choose from I knew it was one That was right for me Well I thought at least He was...