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Slim Dunkin (R.I.P)
[Verse 1]
You do me and imma do you
You turn my turn im throw
No hands no hands blue tooth
Tung-ring got a nigga like wooh
Thick and skinny any many
Red bone black bikini
Chocolate mocha cappuccini
Boy meet world
Mr. Feeny
Clark Atlanta College chick
Stripin for a scholarship
body like a Dually truck
A lot of ass a lot hips
Red bottem carrot top
Legs shaved
Hair poped
Sweet candy
Cherry drop
Cream soda
Barry pop
[Chorus]
Imma beat, beat, beat
Like a nail and a hammer
She a freak freak freak
In the bed
Out pajamas
I like em' sweet, sweet, sweet
Cranberry
Tropicana
I need a peach, peach, peach
Thats yo girl from Atlanta
I just do, what just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do, what I just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do, what I just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do
And these hoes lik the shit I do
[verse 2] Waka Flocka Flame
Damn her ass fat
Know she from Atlanta
Always hangin out the back
Like my bandana
She showed me her thong
Earring in her tung
She look me in my eyes
And said boy its on
So make that pussy bite back, bite back, bite back
Make that pussy bite back, bite back, bite back
Im in the strip club
Throwin money
Showin love
The way she clap that ass got a nigga in love
[Chorus]
Imma beat, beat, beat
Like a nail and a hammer
She a freak, freak, freak
In the bed
Out pajamas
I like em' sweet, sweet, sweet
Cranberry
Tropicana
I need a peach, peach, peach
Thats yo girl from Atlanta
I just do, what just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do, what I just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do, what I just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do, what I just do
And these hoes lik the shit I do
[Verse 3] Quez
I just do what I do
And ill do it again
If you aint doin this shit
You better do it my friend
Got them niggas on hush
Got them haters on pause
Got them bitches on yes
Got them hoes on awwweee
Skinny nigga tated up
And a nigga tall as fuck
All them bitches callin us
Cause all them hoes want all of us
Beat, beat, beat, like a nail and a hammer
Then I skeet, skeet, skeet, all on her head where my manners
[Chorus]
Imma beat, beat, beat
Like a nail and a hammer
She a freak freak freak
In the bed
Out pajamas
I like em' sweet, sweet, sweet
Cranberry
Tropicana
I need a peach, peach, peach
Thats yo girl from Atlanta
I just do, what just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do, what i just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do, what I just do
And these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do
And these hoes lik the shit I do
R.I.P Slim Dunkin, your missed
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