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    [Verse 1: Wale]
    Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes
    And I be good til the fat woman sing a note
    I'm tryna find life's meaning up in this Patron
    I'm taking women to heaven and then I take em home
    I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit
    Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit
    Word.. she said she love me but she lying
    Shit I'm lying too! Told that bitch I love her for her mind
    Well that's quite true, bust-a-move, head game lover boo
    Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool
    I'm playing Cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better
    I'm looking good in everything, but she look good in leather
    Call me cocky I love it, baby father a sucker
    I'm longer than em: I ain't talking no Rockin Republic
    I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line
    This not a free throw, this easy as a lay-up line

    [Hook: Ne-Yo]
    If I got time, you got time too
    You with a boss, baby, so when I move you move
    Let's have some drinks: Malibu and how I do
    And after that we do whatever we want to..
    Girl I'm in charge: that means I'm coolin
    I have my own agenda: that means I'm coolin
    Baby I'm large: that means I'm coolin
    Dealin with a winner: that mean I'm coolin

    [Verse 2: Wale]
    Pimp-stroll on em, the pen cold on em
    Couldn't fuck with it with a million nymphos on ya
    Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
    I tell em "honey, I know (Cher?), I'm so sunny"
    And this is all pro-bono
    All-Star weekend floor seats by the coaches
    Flying all frequent, reclining on beaches
    Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features
    I ain't married, but I'm tryna find a keeper
    If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
    And we fuck, I beast up and throw a little peace up
    So peace out, I'mma get up with you in like 3 months
    Word, absence will make the heart grow
    With that said, I ain't around like my old combs
    And I be drinking all the brown straight, no Coke
    I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
    So let's have a toast, everything fine
    This ain't a free throw, this easy as a lay-up line


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