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You don't want to speak my name

Mess around, get that ass blown away, brah

Fool go on away

I ain't never like your tail anyway

Missy got somethin' to say

I ride down the block in an Escalade

Bling, bling all in your face

I think you might need to put on your shades, rah

I know you feel me doe

You hating on me, but you hear me doe

Twenty inch rims sitting crazy low, ah

I'm a crazy ho

I'ma keep the party live

Me and Timbaland gonna flip it tonight

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Wave 'em round like you're crazy high

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Flip it on the black hand side

Looky here boy, don't you even try

Make me dislocate your spine

My rings fix your shine like turpentine

What you comin' 'round here now fo'?

Baby, hell no, you just want my dough

Get ya black ass on the flo'

Fool test me, that's a no, no, rah

DJ won't you play that song

Tell the freaks shake they nasty thongs

Hey boys won't you sing along

'Cause we gon' rock the party till the early morn'

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You don't want to speak my name

Mess around, get that ass blown away, brah

Fool go on away

I ain't never like your tail anyway

Missy got somethin' to say

I ride down the block in an Escalade

Bling, bling all in your face

I think you might need to put on your shades, rah

I know you feel me doe

You hating on me, but you hear me doe

Twenty inch rims sitting crazy low, ah

I'm a crazy ho

I'ma keep the party live

Me and Timbaland gonna flip it tonight

Keep your hands in the sky

Wave 'em 'round like you're crazy high

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