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Give Her the Keys (feat. T-Pain)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, man

It's magic, E40 and my partna T-Pain

(Nappy Boy)Open up that garage, it's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now, shawty, you know that's hotI'mma give her the keys

And I'mma give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And I'mma give her the keysFrom a bucket to a Benz

A Benz to a Bentley

Down with me from the start

Got my back like a tank topWhen I used to be on the block

She hide my rocks in her yacht

Got a special place in my heart

She knows how to play her partEvery time I look at you, darling

I get a hard on

You sexy without your make up on

I wanna boneMove you out the hood

I told you I would, I'm not phony

We both from the same place

Grew up on fried bolognaThey say the opposites attract

But we gotta a lot in common

Behind every boss player, a boss woman

I'mma fiend when it come to our cookingYou do your thang

Throw down like Paula Dean

Neck bones and collard greensOpen up that garage, it's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now, shawty, you know that's hotI'mma give her the keys

And I'mma give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And I'mma give her the keysBorn in the mud, raised in the trap

Down ass broad, never been a sap

If I ever need bail, went to jail and got popped

You'll be Johnny on the spot, you'll come and get me outA loyalist, not just a friend to me

We was meant to be, we got chemistry

You like it when I lay this pipe

Been around each other so long

They say we starting to look alikeStarting to think alike, getting our money right

Fuss, fight, then make love all night

California king on a California queen

My California dream, we make a good teamOpen up that garage, it's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now, shawty, you know that's hotI'mma give her the keys

And I'mma give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And I'mma give her the keysIt's the little things that count

Any means much

Can't nothing come between us

Can't nothing separate usYou're my backbone

You my rib, you my chick

You my backbone

You my rib, you my chickIt's the little things that count

Any means much

Can't nothing come between us

Cant nothing separate usYou my backbone

You my rib, you my chick

You my backbone

You my rib, you my chickYeah, man, it's a drought on loyal females, man

The good ones is hard to find man

So when you find a good one, man

Hold on to that broad, man, you hear me?Open up that garage, it's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now, shawty, you know that's hotI'mma give her the keys

And I'mma give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And I'mma give her the keys

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