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Knock Yourself Out
Kiss
UhI'm takin it right there AOWWWWW!! Uh, uh, oh
She said she was a model for a year and a half
[Verse One]
then her hair would drop down to her calf
And if she took her pins out,
I knew her man, he was just up North
and would've got left up North, but he was the chef up North
All I do is get dough, spit flows, try to stay out of trouble
or hit the dance floor, I'll show you how to do my dance
If you ready we could move, just lose your man
Anyway I'm KOr I might let you play in the garden
Or sit up in that white thing and listen to the greatest of Marvin
The estate got six locations
Take so long to get to the front once I missed probation
I know ya man really wouldn't like the Beretta but he'd hate the Mag
But in the mean time girl And I hate to brag
And yeah here go a blank check, rock yourself out
Oh you modelin momma? (knock yourself out)
Wanna let ya hair down? (knock yourself out)
Oh you ready to move? (knock yourself out)
Wanna run in my mansion? (knock yourself out)
Whatchu wanna sit in the Coupe? (knock yourself out)
Wanna keep on dancin? (knock yourself out)
Sit in V.I.P.? (knock yourself out)
Bitch you just wanna be seen (knock yourself out)
[Verse Two]
Now you can knock yourself out like you boxin yourself
Or you can get real freaky start poppin yourself
it's sorta like you watchin yourself, uhh
And my watch got so many rocks, when you look at the time
Front if you want, I puff a few blunts
She had the Jocko B'sure sandals, told her hop in
and take a cruise in a Porsche wit the trunk in the front
The coupe blew her mind when she couldn't find the door handles
Attitude very high maintence; check this out ma
I'm runnin out of my patience
Don't sleep wit me? Then don't speak wit me
And neva talk bad bout niggaz that eat wit me
[Verse Three]
Aiyyo, honey know I'm waitin to leave
Keep dancin, cause I like how that ass shake in them capris
but I'll still fuck a chickenhead like Lil' Cease
I'm like Big wit the murder mamis up in Belize
I don't care if they model, bet they all gon' chill
First nigga to cook base on a Foreman grill
Kiss +Miseducates+ 'em like Lauryn Hill
And you might win some, but you just lost one
[Chorus] - (Fades
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