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To the left, to the left To the left, to the left Mm To the left, to the left Everything you own in the box to the left In the closet, that's my stuff Yes, if I bought it, please don't touch (Don't touch) And keep talking that mess, that's fine But could you walk...

Give it to mama Give it, give it Give it to my mama, oh Give it Give it to my mama For some strange reason You're done pleasin' me like it's OK, oh Like a perm that's been left too long (It's starts to burn) The result is it just won't take, oh (I can...

To be or not to be... not! Hold up, bring the beat back Stop! I ain't ready yet Wait! Let me fix my hair, yes, yes Yes ma'am, yes ma'am Now pass me my dress, yes I think I'm ready Been locked up in the house way too long It's time to get it 'Cause...

You know I hate sleeping alone But you said that you would soon be home But baby, that was a long time ago I'm not feelin' it, I'm not feelin' it On top of you not callin' me back You see, I bet you think it's all on track And you actin' like it's all...

Ring the alarm I've been through this too long But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm Don't you ring the alarm I've been through this too long But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm She gon' be rockin' chinchilla coats If I let you go...

Hehehe! Yeah, B! Talk yo' shit! Hehe (Partner, let me upgrade you) How you gon' upgrade me? What's higher than number one? You know I used to beat that block Now I be's the block (Partner, let me upgrade you) I hear you be the block, but I'm the lights that keep the streets on...

Damn, that was so good I wanna buy him a short set I'ma be like a jolly rancher that you get from the corner store I'ma be like a waffle cone that's dripping down to the floor The way you do it for me, I can't lie (Lie!) About to be up in the mall...

9-4-'81 B'Day Mission one; I'ma put this on When he see me in the dress, I'ma get me some (Hey) Mission two; gotta make that call Tell him get the bottles poppin' when they play my song (Hey) Mission three; got my three best friends Like we do it all the time, we gon' do...

Bass (Uh) Hi-hat (Uh) 808 (Uh) Jay (uh-huh, ready, uh-huh) Let's go get 'em (Uh-huh) C'mon (C'mon) I used to run base like Juan Pierre Now I run the bass hi-hat and the snare I used to bag girls like Birkin Bags Now I bag B. (Boy, you hurtin' that) Brooklyn Bay where they birthed...

Yeah There's three things I like about the summertime Drop tops, long hot nights and summer love Yeah Ayo, B Tell 'em what time it is Let's go Out of all the guys that approached me Walkin' up to me like they know me You were the one that stayed aside Waited a while and...