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and Built a fort out of sheets I finally found you My missing puzzle piece Baby, baby, baby ohh Like baby, baby, baby noo Like baby, baby, baby ohh I
we see the band Baby's gonna be a big one, oh yeah Baby's gonna be a big one When you see the lights And we hear the fights It's gonna be a stunner
, we're undeniable Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it one lock West-coast represent Now put your hands up Toned, tanned, fit, and ready Turn it up 'cause it
floor Everything remains the same, might spit-talk to it Then "Change The Game", might Crip-Walk to it But never Harlem shake it, Harlem make it, Harlem break it
need it 'cause you know that I'm a fiend Gettin' freaky in my Bentley limousine It's even better when it's with ice cream Know what I mean Peaches & cream I need it
feel for you, baby, please don't let me go Baby, please don't let me go Baby, please don't let me go No, please don't let me go Baby, no, no, no, no
, it's time for you to show it off Don't be a shy kinda guy, I'll bet it's beautiful Come on, baby, let me see what you're hiding underneath Peacock,
seat And everytime you turn to leave, boy it's killin' me That bonfire that you built in me is throwin' heat I got a funny feelin' that your underneath
4 5 6 7 8) (1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8) (1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8) (1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8) caught up I'm drowing in this crowded sound I've fallen underneath so loud it's pounding all
thug See every good woman, needs some love JadaKiss: Go baby, you so wavy I aint never felt this way bout no lady Considerin goin half with you on your baby
as I got you, girl it's nothing Baby, it's nothing, I'm good When these streets, girl, come what may Shorty, we do what we do, so it's nothing Baby girl
It's our private after party If you want it, girl, I got it Listen to what your body say We can do it every other kinda way Hit it in the sun, up in
show a little more Hit it up, get it up, won't let you rest Hit it up, get it up, this is not a test Hit it up, get it up, gotta give me your best So
hear it. And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest. Like the pips with the Gladys. And I know they love it. So to hell with all that rubbish [Estelle
hold the key And conceal it underneath the pile of lies you handed me And you would hunt those lies, they'd be all you'd ever find That'd be all you'
all American rebel Making my big getaway Yeah, you know it's time, I gotta fly Like Steve McQueen All I need's a fast machine I'm gonna make it all right Like Steve McQueen Underneath
