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That Girl (Remix) (feat. Pied Piper)
[Intro:]
Yeah, I know I need you...
What we gonna do is slow it down
But it's gonna still feel like ya'll goin fast
I see ya bobbin' ya head America, yeah
Baby, I'm sorry
This is straight up out The Chocolate Factory
[Verse 1:]
Now wait a minute, hold up baby
Now I know that may look crazy
Her on top of me, when you are my lady
I did everything I could, tried my best to avoid it
But it's like she had her sex right and cooked it
Her pants came off and everything else followed
She pulled out the 'notic I killed the whole bottle
Just up with a hangover, where's the keys to my rover
Then to my surprise you were standin' right over me
Then all I could say was
Please Baby ,Please Baby ,Please Baby, Please
[Chorus:]
That girl, don't mean nothing to me
All she was to me was a mere fantasy
That girl , don't mean nothin' to me
Just somethin' that happened ,you're my everything
That girl, she's not even in my life
So don't look at me like we're all that tight
That girl, Baby I'm your man,
She was just a one-night stand
(And it started in a club)
[Verse 2:]
Now I was lookin' cool in my Tim's, jeans and Lakers Jersey
Sippin' on a Heineken and that's when she came on to me
I just mindin' my own business, and that's when
She started walkin' by me switchin ' her sexy ass
We got in to a little conversation
And that's when she told me that she would love to
Get me in the back of my Bentley drop top, she said
Get me out this club and well be goin' non-stop
And then we went back to the crib
Had sex but not love, please baby please, that's all it was
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Put my hat to left, put a sack in my jeans
Unloosen my Tim's, blind ' em with the bling
Roll up on 26's with a Puerto Rican and Japanese
Then step off in the club with about 32 gorillas behind me
Not worried about nothing, came to have a good time
Fiesta, take one of these ka-dunk-a-dunks to the mansion and make 'em mine
You know how we do, sippin' on that pimp juice
Put this remix on, dj when we come through
Rob we gonna spend this money 'til they yellin' curfew
Marq, we gonna rock this shit until she comes back to you
[Chorus x2]
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