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Ayy (Always wanted something like this, this) She order cappuccino, I said, "I like frappes" Told her I'm a Mack with C-notes, she said she like that Bang-bang, the empire strikes back A super bowl for my cheery hoes Here goes box of tissue for my teary hoes Relationship raps is mackin' it back I knock the great walls down now she takin' a nap "Sonny Black," she said it three times like Candy Man Told her, "I'm not a handy man," but she suck me like Candyland Told her, "I hustle on the front and rap on the side" Said I won't excuse her big butt and smack on her thighs Seventeen reasons to get her on my cushion More cushion for my pushin', end of discussion I'm a top grade player, I get a pass from ya mayor Ladies chasin' everywhere, everywhere Gettin' freaky with her, slurpin' on my dick I make her pussy cum every time I spit I'ma hit you up, boy, yeah I'ma lick you up, boy, yeah I'ma miss you much, boy, yeah (yeah-yeah) (Always wanted something like this, this) I won't waste your time, boy, yeah And you know that you're fine, boy, yeah I'ma make you mine, boy, yeah (yeah-yeah) (Always wanted something like this, this) (Get 'em Dot) I'm 'bout to black out, Sonny Them girls went in hibernation but they back out for me Yeah, the school of hard knocks, pull the plaque out, dummy (come on) (Always wanted something like this, this) okay If I ever push the Roc, I'm Dame Dashin' it (it's the Roc) If it's goin' slow, just go, remain passionate Niggas tryna take what's mine, I ain't havin' it (nah) (Always wanted something like this, this) Clash of the titans, yeah, but what we fightin' for? I got a story to tell, that's why I'm writin' more If you ain't talkin' no money, some shit I might ignore (Always wanted something like this, this) She gon' let me dig in her treasure, then I might explore She told me, "Pain is pleasure," shit, I like her more Ass soft, titties soft, got me solid to the core (Always wanted something like this, this) Got me solid to the core I'ma hit you up, boy, yeah I'ma lick you up, boy, yeah I'ma miss you much, boy, yeah (yeah-yeah) (Always wanted something like this, this) I won't waste your time, boy, yeah And you know that you're fine, boy, yeah I'ma make you mine, boy, yeah (yeah-yeah) (Always wanted something like this, this) Ayy (Always wanted something like this, this) Ayy
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