always saidWhen I'm gone, when I’m deadDon't lay me

I want my ass...Shit, one more must

were lovers in a past lifeI can see it

Wake up in the morning, feelin' like P. DiddyGrab my glasses,

kitten got your tongue tied in knots, I seeSpit

badda-da-bah-bahComing out'cha mouth with'cha blah, blah, blahZip your lips

this, drop this, drop, drop this, this, this, thisDrop this,

think you got the best of meYou're sleepin' with

was lookin' lost, it was cold outsideThe whiskey rock's

can see it in your eyesTaste it in our

2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 81, 2, 3, 4,

so pathetic, don't know what to do(Oh-ah-ah-oh, oh-ah-ah)'Cause now

watched you build your empire, with the venom of

when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chairTalking

can't boy, I just can't wait for history

one was the prettiest? Which one was the wittiest?Which

Ah ah ah, uh huhAh ah ah, ah ah ahWalk through

you can bump and grindIf it's good for your

like to put on my dressI like to put

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