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Aiyo
peep
it,
can
you
keep
it
down
while
I
rock
Tick
tock
about
this
chick
around
the
block?
She
was
high
host,
to
the
most
hostess,
no
boastin'
Back
in
'85,
she
was
live,
yo
no
jokin'
A
real
go-getter,
didn't
try
and
sweat
her
Fifteen
years
old
and
she
was
pushin'
a
jetter
She
had
loot,
moms
and
pops
dukes
had
the
bankin'
She
walked
around
school
and
the
stunt
would
act
stankin'
Bitch,
young
Miss,
only
dated
older
fellas
My
slang
couldn't
hang,
no
thang,
I
wasn't
jealous
of
her
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Oh
yeah,
where
was
I?
Bustin',
now
I'm
ready
Now
it's
'87
and
Miss
Thing
is
goin'
steady
She
was
schoolin',
chillin'
'cos
her
man
was
makin'
papers
Tellin
all
her
friends
that
these
niggas
caught
the
vapors
He
found
her,
phoned
her,
then
yo
we
boned
her
Soon
came
a
smack
then
he
act
like
he
owned
her
He
used
her,
'bused
her,
fractured
her
wrist
Then
the
Tommy
got
slapped
behind
her
back
gettin'
dissed
I
was
buggin',
'nuff
on
the
stuff
that
I
was
seein'
But
that's
how
it
goes
for
the
hoes
when
they're
bein'
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Aiyo
mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror
on
my
dresser
Remember
that
chick
Loretta,
back
in
the
days
I
used
ta
sweat
her
I
wanted
to
smoke
the
boots,
troop,
it
didn't
matter
She
was
kickin'
it
to
my
man
Stan
who's
livin'
phatter
Than
me,
hops,
chillin'
in
my
hoodie
and
my
Reebok's
Now
she's
in
a
jam
'cos,
Stan
was
slangin'
rocks,
but
Look
at
me
now,
honey,
'cos
this
the
morning
after
I'm
yapper,
a
nappy-headed
undaground
rappa
Word
to
mom
dukes,
she
was
suits
so
I
took
her
to
my
show
Just
to
show
my
niggas
that
the
hooker
was
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Ah
the
show
was
phat,
now
it's
back
to
the
room,
G
Yo
mirror,
this
is
where
Loretta
tried
to
do
me
My
neck
was
on
her
tongue,
Ep's
was
gettin'
swung
Krayz
was
gettin'
biz
with
the
friend
that
she
brung
Then
she
took
it
upon
herself
to
let
me
know
she's
in
the
mood-a
Then
she
licked
her
boot-a,
oh
shoot-a,
I
screwed
her
I
showed
her,
I
rolled
her,
from
here
to
North
Dakota
I
gangbanged
the
boots
like
a
Brooklyn
troop
oughta
I
stuck
it
in
her
backwards,
bust
a
nut,
she
was
starvin'
So
I
pushed
in
the
bush
'til
those
lips
started
partin',
but
she
was
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