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mama Don't make excuses Come on and please me, come on and please me I'm a one-shot lover Don't try to tease me Bring it on Well, bring it on, bring it on

mama Don't make excuses Come on and please me, come on and please me I'm a one-shot lover Don't try to tease me Bring it on Well, bring it on, bring it on

Don't make excuses Come on and please me, come on and please me I'm a one-shot lover Don't try to tease me Bring it on Well, bring it on, bring it on

Don't make excuses Come on and please me, come on and please me I'm a one-shot lover Don't try to tease me Bring it on Well, bring it on, bring it on

Like damn, can I be yo' police badge? Pull it over, get a little cozy and Reminisce on her like a oldie jam Record some on a Playboy cam She ain't

swallow Yeah, yet that's degradin her still To ladies, if you ain't fuckin her the next nigga will Instead of trippin on who callin a bitch You maybe need to focus on

a rat It was the worst word that he could think of And I've never seen him like that, it's work I thought he said it's just work Andy said a lot of

believe me bring your posse, bring your crew Feel free to hate 'coz I ain't tryin' to be your mate Be serious you would'nt last a hour in my shoe It'

bring the sausage over its been a long time I dropped a soldier I waited on the link to bring some boxes over but I can still tell nuts to bring the