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Come on. Start yeah, my Italiano Not many brothers Is rollin' in Diablos Hit the hard rock, the Street is my work spot I'm lookin' for females And cops You feds can't pass me I'm rollin' Up on five-point-ohs like pimps on hoes, G And I'm sittin' in third, I'm never on swerve To The right, I merge Now I'm patrollin' And I'm Lookin' for a skirt and this thang I'm holdin' I still got game in the damn thing, change I spot ten Z's in the left lane Eye Contact is on I'm rollin' down windows, Pointin' at bones And she's poppin' them buttons and Yankin' that blouse Girl, let it all out And That's what she did, baby ain't no kid Thirty-six D's'll make a man skid I'm puttin' in work On the freeway fast 'Cause she put 'em on The glass, yeah Come on now. Put 'em on the glass Come on. Girl Come Come on the glass Come on. Come on now. Yes, he's kinky, weeny and jinky Got fresh rock On his pinky He gets paid to stay laid, My copycat fade Evade the unpaid who say it's Played Girls, when I'm on the freeway Catch up And then give me leeway And then drop them Thangs on the dash This Porsche is quick, so Don't try to run fast At speed, I got A need to see you freed And proceed with The kinky deeds Indecent exposure can't hold ya It's Makin' you bolder 'Cause baby is a mix-a-lot soldier Puttin' love singers on pause Everybody's beggin' to Get in your drawers What's makin' your kid frown? Baby got back or You can follow me home 'Cause this bone is On full-blown Straight grown and not long I like My females nasty Never try to drive straight past Me Just get in the left lane and show Me you're insane And fill up the window with Thangs Puttin' niggas on skids about to straight Crash 'Cause she put 'em on the glass Come Come on now. Put 'em on the glass Come now. Put 'em on the glass, girl Come On now. Put 'em on the glass Come on. How many times will you play this before you Ban this? I heard Miss Gore can't stand this But I got a fan list lovin' this scandalous Rap Guess who I got layin' on the canvas? D-R-R-I-C-H-A-R-D Hard from the freeway party Baby, Them thangs is workin' Fillin' up the passenger Window with Jergens You hit the gas, I hit Mine too Baby, can I get with you? Come on now. Press the flesh 'til the glass Gets stressed I'm obsessed with the way you express Yo, some-some say I only rap about breath But Baby, can I talk about your health? Lungs, lungs, motherfuckin' lungs Get a brother Oh-so sprung I'm lovin' this window dressin' The Whole right lane is stressin' Offend me, Offend me You can't friend me if you're friendly B-double-O-B-S straight sittin' in the window I'd Rather kiss them than indo And if you see Me on the freeway, baby, don't pass Slow down And put 'em on the glass Come on. Come on Now. Put 'em on the glass Come girl Come on. Come on now. Put 'em on the glass Come Come on now. Now shake them titties Come on. Shake 'em Come on. Come on now. Come on. Come on now. Put 'em on the glass Come On. on now. Come on. Put 'em on the glass