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Lovely

Here it comes again

Come on, come on

Here it comes again

Come on, come on

Don't I look extra slick in this Nautica?

Just think, it was you that she bought it for

Now you lookin' through receipts tryin' to audit her?

Man that shit ain't really happen, I thought it up, call her up

'Cause that little groupie out anyhow

I could a done it shit I'm fuckin' with Timmy now

If I had her it just would a been in and out

Back in that Escalade, we spinnin' out, women shout

Bubba brought some shit and we noticed it

Got them hoes stuck listenin' motionless

Please don't think of me as a chauvinist

But I am on fire and I'm knowin' this, blowin' this

Whole landscape to fragments and yeah you heard right I'm in Athens

Can't hardly keep up with these fashions

That's why forever Ralph Lauren's my passion, ask him

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Fuck weak cash, I get mine on the slow roll

Beat Club eleven thou' is the logo

I ain't too far removed from the hobos

Tryin' to help 'em so I gotta get more dough, oh no

Bubba K done got in the zone boy

That's Timmy's Bentley dawg get your own toy

And as far as ladies go J lockin' that

Now that that's clear, where the vodka at?

Bring it back

I'll be takin' drunkard to Stonewall

Tell Jed hold my phone calls

He say he wanna run but he gon' crawl

You heard Get Right I done told y'all, don't stall

Let's keep this thang movin' okay bud?

Now say what? I can see why they gon' hate us

'Cause we all up in they grill like breakers

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Boy you ain't blowin' nuttin' but hot air

All on the charts, how you got there?

Then again, ain't no secret it's not fair

But Bubba got 'em single the top scared, stop there

Met this little Betty through Demon Jones

And she love to slurp it up till the semen's gone

She must like the taste, she won't leave me 'lone

That might sound sick but to each your own, freak it on

All types of kinky little fetishes, all stimulants and all sedatives

Got interracial sense but I'm devilish

And Betty when I aim I never miss, tell 'em this

Bubba don't run with no lame ducks

Think he got a big dick but he can't fuck

That's why when you call us you hang up

And I just shot a load on that same slut

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Just gimme a minute

I betcha every thing will turn out lovely

Just gimme a minute

I'm a be a-ight just trust me

Gimme a minute, gimme a minute, gimme a minute, trust me

Gimme a minute, gimme a minute, lovely

Gimme a minute, gimme a minute, I'm in this ugly

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