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Ah ahBaby girl was draped in ChanelSaid she love Tupac but hates some LLSeen her at the bar with anklets and toe ringsShe can take a prince, turn him into a kingI was looking at her in the limelight, pearly whitesSaid her man get paper but he don't live rightAll these emotions flowing inside the clubDo you really wanna thug or do ya want love?She gets the paper when it's time to get it onShe keeps these clowns thinking like Jack B. QuickHoney smoke make you click, feel it in their throats No joke all this love, let it stay broke outBehind every playa is a true playetteBounce you up, outta there, push and checkTaster's choice, have you nice and moistOr play paper games or floss the Rolls Royce[Chorus]Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon (uh huh) (go ahead daddy)He was king of seduction, cop a suctionSongtexteNow she was the cat that worked constructionStarve her with the paper, abuse the mindDis a new lover, when you know it's on minethat's on top, lap dancin' got to stopYou play out your chick cause your game is hotI give you two, Italian, ice my whole crewHe's banging on my chest till it's black and blueYou beefin', yellin' on the cell of my sixYou reach it then you hear the cordless clickNow your club hopping, keep the Cristal poppin'Use my chips and take the next man shoppin'Hell no, must be out Chicago on your knees and your elbows each and every timeThat's why I love you mami, youRun your mouth though your legs over the bed babyWork me out[Chorus]He was all souped up, but played it just rightMami I was full blown, my game was air tightI needed to switch up and get it in gearIt's a whole new movie, a world premiere, yeah yeahKeep it jinglin', no more minglin'A brand new year, me and you can bring it inI'm sick and tired of the freakin', night to morn'Moanin' in the mirror with my Cubans onLet bygones be bygones, no more gamesHope all the chicken heads go up in flamesNow we in the brand new mansion, with the lake in backGot it all figured out, mami I like thatCollect tips, cop his and her whipsThe voice a quarter mil'-on, close the safeBut you're worth it playgirl, it's real in the fieldSay what you want, but keep your lips sealed[Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania