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	Rockabye baby and it don't stop When the shirts fall, the pants will drop Down will come bouncers, panties and all It's on, it's on, it's on Yo, huh, this is R.L. What we tryin' to do right now Is figure out Who the freak of the industry is And we feel like next got the flex But Adina, we gotta take the reins You know what I'm saying? So what we about to do is put it all on the line You get yours and I'mma get mine Yo Next, Adina, sup? (Chorus:) You can't handle What I'm 'bout to give you A Next experience (ah, go 'head daddy) (I'm all about it but Adina Howard can sleep) I just wanna touch and clutch and feel you Put some whip appeal in it (go 'head daddy) (go 'head mommy) Boy peep this freak in me Testing out this feather weight Who can't handle this heavy weight Some talking I'll just perpetrate I got what you need Come and get a load of me I'll make it hurt like baby birth When it's on girl, I put it work Even when I'm gone we can flex You call me collect We can have phone sex cuz (cuz what?) You can't handle it, no, no, no (chorus) Between my thuggin' I'm butta lovin' Hips bumpin', lips like she just finished licking something She say ya take beat Just to peep a freak stunting Bowl mamma's doing tricks Like the Globetrotters Politicking while I blow scama's Uh huh, I'm rippin' rappin' dough dotters Giving strow rhythm cuz his flow proper And like it rough like some more vodka Know she freaked out But can't knock her And I can be a freak until the day Until the dawn Baby, don't front when it's time to bring the bomb I'll make ya feel it in your tummy Word is bond, I'll have ya walkin funny Talk is cheap just give me a beep We can peep boy you'll get freak Tell ya what baby, beep Let's come next week I'll make ya reach your peak, yeah (chorus x2) Nasty, my type like it Since it's Adina, yo I might bite it Mad excited, pop the G to peep inside it Let and divide it Don't play the road way So watch Rat while we four play And pour more Alezay Now your neck make ya crack let Could sweat all day Stuff the garcia With dar tree The guard see While our positions harshly I throw it in you to the end boo Knees to chest, and next is next to flex (chorus until fade)
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