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アーティスト:Twista  アルバム:Legit Ballaz: Respect The Game Vol. 3 

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(Chorus - 2x) Why you all in my business Why you really really want to know the 4-1-1 Is it cause that my game's tight I can scoop a bitch and f**k her on the same night (Verse 1: High Beam) It was a, Saturday evening bout seven at night White T, white thongs pockets feeling alright I got a, call from one of my carmel chicks She said I mean be careful I think they talking on some hate shit Despite the talk of the town, I'ma be there For 45 minutes when you hear the horn come down And when she climbed in, I received a kiss and a hug In a minute take off your shoes on a white persian rug Wave your number rolling going to get bent Why they sure call thugs mugging I see him right through the tent He had the nerve enough to tap on my glass But he ain't had enough light to peek in but I almost blast his ass Is it cause that I'm known to bust So quick to bump a bad bitch that y'all known to trust So when you see me on them thangs in the cadillac truck Man don't even know me when you see your bitch in the back or front (Chorus - 2x) (Verse 2: Todd Nitty) Foul, god damn you hagging Sixteen block my wall you want to block my magic Now you wondering no what Nitty be doing While these bitches trying to find out who am I screwing And I'm so, sick and tired of the motherf**king gossip And I'm, sick and tired of the motherf**king coppers They actually post up at the end of my block Take a hoe from her spot just for trying to plot (*cop voice*) (Todd Nitty) And I'm like, damn friendly why you all on me Man I'm out here slanging records shit I stopped selling weed Tell me, are you mad cause you see what I drive Or are you checking out these broads with the big ass thighs


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