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[Hook: Boxie]
I love, love that thing you do And I, I can`t get my eyes, my mind off you I`m infatuated And you`re my baby, and you complete me Your number, I`ll call, and maybe we can hook up later And keep it gangster [Verse 1: Memphis Bleek] My design one of a kind, yeah I`m on my grind Got a shorty that still trip, but I ain`t lost my mind I just party and bullshit, my attitude, I`m good ma They say I`m hood rich because I drive big cars Getting Guac, middle finger to cops They say when you meet the one, all the thug should stop I met this shorty the other morning, on my way in y`all She was bad, I didn`t call, I`m a day in y`all BUT, thats the rules, we don`t make em, we don`t break `em I don`t sweat em, I forget `em and find a way to shack `em BUT, I put a holla to her, I spit some lava at her She from the burbs, I`m from the jecks, trust that don`t matter She into books too, I`m off the books for the things I do But that`s between me and you And I don`t really phone tag it alot, I`m in the wagon alot With different dimes on the passenger side I`m like... [Hook] [Verse 2: Memphis Bleek] Everyday I`m on my grind, but my minds on you (on you) All the time (all the time) And I scoop you like a soldier would I`m in the woods, top down, like I don`t got a hood They say opposites attract, and it`s true Cause girl I`m from the gutter, where the bundles will move And you, is from where its cool and quiet at night And ain`t no young`ns supplying the white, right But thats a different story, lets get back to the night And you`ve got a body, I can handle it right?, right And I know you heard about me, beyond the rumors about me I`m the flyest a little youngin could be, be And you`ll see with us together, its money, diamonds, whatever Little momma is you riding with me?, me And I love the thing you do, so baby girl never change And forever we can do that thing Cause... [Hook] [Verse 3: Memphis Bleek] Now you know my stees` Cause I ain`t gotta smooth that to do that thing And it only took a night to get it right, grip it right, hit it right Figure out that you a rider for life, down for whatever We go through it together You know the boys style, way beyond all the regular I need a switch, like a fiend need a fix Every G, need a down ass chick, to click That`s sick... [Hook]
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