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Yeah, yeah I'm wading hot water I'm waiting there wet She lean me back on the bar I deep in that neck I make her that horny for it Vibrator not doin' it for her How deep is that waterfall? I geek at that We did it that morning We in it and on it Anyhow they want it I'm big on that kinda shit We into all kinda shit We needed more condoms I went into that corner store They had heaters there on 'em, shit Backing me at the corner store Can't get me, I can't go on the floor Ain't there with nothin' on me, nah Got a million or more on me I pray to my Lordy My maker not goin' for it I'm back on my hundred and four I smack him, his gun hit the floor Letras de canciones I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back Blick it back, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back Blick it back, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back I pick it back up, I blick it back, back Gun violence in the city, this time at a deli in Queens Police say a twenty-eight-year-old man was shot in the head From Letras Mania