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"Thinking To Myself"
[feat. Young Money]
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Young money, young, young, young, young money, young mula baby [Chorus:] And I can smell her looking at I She recognize real I don't wear no disguise And I can see it in her eyes She fucking me with her eyes She fucking me with her eyes She fucking me with her eyes She fucking me with her eyes, yeah. [Lil Wayne:] Gazing out the window of somethin foreign Thinking to myself-self How come getting money neva gets boring How come getting money neva gets boring Baby I got a stack now whatcha gon do for it Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus Shawty I got a stack now whatcha gone do for it Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus Girl I am hotter than poppa bears pourage Baby can I put ma private parts in ya storage I can treat ya flower like a muthafuckin florist Shawty we can kick it like ma name Chuck Norris Haha, yeah [Chorus] [Kidd Kidd:] Her chanel frames are like X-rays She see us out the club and into the bed She picture me in her head and her givin' head Handcuffs and whips I'm a sex slave No wraps on ma back, rah, whatcha name? I yell kunta rah kunta kinte With one foot off I still try to escape but who can I run to like escape I guess I got some attention to pay The girl blazin like a doughnut on a early sunday And I could be the chocolate on top of her sundae She lookin at me like a fat bitch infront of entree [Chorus] [Mack Mane:] You see she wreckless eye baller feelin a nigga swagga If looks was fuckin no telling how many kids we done had Got me feelin like Missy, cause she all in my grill And be face off the peel time to give her that whip a peel Betcha I can get her home, 4 shots of patron And then I know it's on tell my niggas look I'm gone Ma you grown so don't worry bout your girls tryna criticize One night with Mack & babygirl you'll be dick-notized Fatten up your hips and thighs Help that ass bout out And on the next song tell her give ma dick a shout out See she could be ma sockee And I could be her plug Or she could be ma fiend and I could be her drug No disguise [Chorus] [Nicki Minaj:] All I do is ice grill em Then he get hard again He know my pussy stay warmer than a cardigan Slippery, slimey, excuse me don't mind me Say it's too fat for me to be this tiny I'm sucha mainiac, lemme get some brainiac You know that special head, like I'm in special ed Got me givin you these nasty looks Stick me up with the uh, that's the nasty jooks Now, I get him? than a caveman I deep deep I deep throat it till it cave in Uh, you know you like that Now putcha putcha ring on Where ya wife at? The Mistress [Chorus]
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