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Where you at?You know I'm at the studio man, what you doing, you gon' come through?Yeah I'mma come through. I might rock the mic tooHaha, I betI just got the crib with the studioYou could say I live at the studioShawty come and give at the studioAll I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassetteGot a condo with nothin' but condoms in itSame place where the rhymes were inventedSongtexteSo all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I strokeSee how I was flowin' on my last cassetteShawty came through just to hear the mixtape (Soul Tape)Ended up starring in a sex tapeWith a player from New York no Nicks tape (swish)Might need your bitch for my next dayI come upstairs then I come get them drawersCome back downstairs then I come up with barsShit feels so good it might come out tomorrowBeat that shit up, she might come out with scarsI do not lie, I been the truthIf I'm in her box, I say that I'm in the boothComin' up with the headlinesThat's off the top of the head (whoa, whoa)Heard she nasty on the micGo for the sloppiest head (whoa, whoa)Then she gon' bust that thing wideI'ma just let that thing ride (whoa, whoa)I just got the crib with the studioYou could say I live at the studioShawty come and give at the studioAll I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassetteNo slow jams just street nigga rapWant R and B smooth, get an R and B dudeGot a Range and a Benz, I make R and B movesBut I can call Trey, you in an R and B mood?And get him to the studioLike "wassup this FabGot a bad bitch with me and she up for grabs"Talkin' bout "ask him what's up with this collab?"And she waitin' at the studioSign on the door that say "No hatin' at the studio"And I always keep it playa at the studioEvery time she ask I say I'm at the studioLayin' somethin' downSee how I was snappin' on my last shitHard start off with the soft flowThen switch it up to some fat shit(Feel me?)Nigga don't make me go [?] your bitchI love this shit but I don't love your bitchRap, sex Rap, sexAll I do is Rap and sex All I do is Rap and sex All I do is Rap and sex Pussy got me screaming, Meek Mill flow (Ho!)Spray it like Mase (aha), speak real slowYou with a boss one, Rick Ross grunt (Huh!)Nasty like Nas, one mic [?] (all I need is one mic)Best I ever had (Crazy), word to DrakeBustin' off the grill [?] Chiraq, murder rate (Let's get it!)Kiss on it (Heh), excuse my French (Haan)Hit the studio, rap and sexI just got the crib with the studioYou could say I live at the studioShawty come and give at the studioAll I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette(At the studio)All I do is rap and sexNiggas see how I was flowin' on my last cassette Aus Songtexte Mania