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Roll me up/aids is wack
(repeat 16x)

You better stop!

[slim kid tre]
It takes at least one woman true said
Though which rain doesn't calculate the fate
Sliding through the secret garden, I beg the pardons
Regarding the odds with my snake, he's such a slut
And every will of God it gets marked as a winner
Diggin in the hoes and the soap like a tenor sax
And baby got backs
Spread the fenders no one hinders yo I can't hold it back
In the darkness, many play like they won't get caught and
Every day we be up there stalkin
Pay attention when you're harkin embarkin
Territories never throws until we see the dolphin
Caught in the tuna net, cause you will get
A birds eye triple high noose to the neck
Yo, who's read to go?
When slim brings grim to the show?

You better stop!
And think about it
(repeat 4x)
You better stop!

[imani]
The beauty of the booty got me in a trance
In my pants I be squirmin, like pee wee herman
From a single table dance but she knows I beez
No pee weed, cause I beez
Kingin like kong cause my ding-a-ling's long
With my ding dong I make crotches sing songs
Make the guts say praise I'll pays for the duty
The day I go sliding, bare in a room
In a butt hot greasy slot
Without my unraveling what knots
What I gots is a plan and a plot
Already got the crotch, hoppin like scotch
Ready hot and willin but I know the penicillin ain't killin
This public enemy, so it's gonna be
Doomsday for the gift I flip
Gotta get a grip, crip, blood be trippin when I'm whippin
Asses like cream, I know what you mean
I try to comply with the gameplan don't ask me why
I zips down my fly and pry open the thigh
Here's where I catch like fish
Without using my wack ass prophylactics

You better stop!
And think about it...
(repeat 2x)

[booty brown]
Not feelin very smart as the doctor tears the chart
With my heart in my neck, oh heck
What have I done? thrown all my cards on the table
For just one night of fun, I wish it wasn't cable
But the second time around in a town we performed at last week
Yeah needless to speak
Spotted the physique that caught my eye
Next morning woke up butt naked and high
On life not my wife like a knife I stab
Placed them on tabled still I did not grab
Now with a gown I wear and a frown I stare
Into the light, prayin that the overnight passion
Will not cash this ass in, so I'm askin
God it won't be odd cause I've asked before
Just right then the doc entered the door
Hey, welcome back again mr. robinson!
Now see ahh, have you ever thought about ahh, using those...

Roll me on
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Roll me up/aids is wack   (repeat 16x)      You better stop!      [slim kid tre]   It takes at least one woman true said   Though which rain doesn't calculate the fate   Sliding through the secret garden, I beg the pardons   Regarding the odds with my snake, he's such a slut   And every will of God it gets marked as a winner   Diggin in the hoes and the soap like a tenor sax   And baby got backs   Spread the fenders no one hinders yo I can't hold it back   In the darkness, many play like they won't get caught and   Every day we be up there stalkin   Pay attention when you're harkin embarkin   Territories never throws until we see the dolphin   Caught in the tuna net, cause you will get   A birds eye triple high noose to the neck   Yo, who's read to go?    When slim brings grim to the show?       You better stop!   And think about it   (repeat 4x)   You better stop!      [imani]   The beauty of the booty got me in a trance   In my pants I be squirmin, like pee wee herman   From a single table dance but she knows I beez   No pee weed, cause I beez   Kingin like kong cause my ding-a-ling's long   With my ding dong I make crotches sing songs   Make the guts say praise I'll pays for the duty   The day I go sliding, bare in a room   In a butt hot greasy slot   Without my unraveling what knots   What I gots is a plan and a plot   Already got the crotch, hoppin like scotch   Ready hot and willin but I know the penicillin ain't killin   This public enemy, so it's gonna be   Doomsday for the gift I flip   Gotta get a grip, crip, blood be trippin when I'm whippin   Asses like cream, I know what you mean   I try to comply with the gameplan don't ask me why   I zips down my fly and pry open the thigh   Here's where I catch like fish   Without using my wack ass prophylactics      You better stop!   And think about it...   (repeat 2x)      [booty brown]   Not feelin very smart as the doctor tears the chart   With my heart in my neck, oh heck   What have I done? thrown all my cards on the table   For just one night of fun, I wish it wasn't cable   But the second time around in a town we performed at last week   Yeah needless to speak   Spotted the physique that caught my eye   Next morning woke up butt naked and high   On life not my wife like a knife I stab   Placed them on tabled still I did not grab   Now with a gown I wear and a frown I stare   Into the light, prayin that the overnight passion   Will not cash this ass in, so I'm askin   God it won't be odd cause I've asked before   Just right then the doc entered the door   Hey, welcome back again mr. robinson!   Now see ahh, have you ever thought about ahh, using those...      Roll me on   (repeat to fade)