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Something specialUnforgettable50 Cent (cent)Justin (tin)Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)She she, she want it, I want to give it to herShe know that, it's right here for herI want to, see you break it downI'm ballin', throw'n money aroundShe work it girl, she work the poleShe break it down, she take it lowShe fine as hell, she about the doughShe doing her thing out on the floorHer money money, she makin' makin'Look at the way she shakin' shakin'Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste itHave you lustin' for her, go crazy face itNow don't stop, get it, get itThe way she shakin' make you want to hit itThink she double jointedFrom the way she splittedGot you're head fucked up from the way she did itShe's so much more than you're used toShe know's just how to move to seduce youShe gone do the right thing and touch the right spotDance in you're lap till you're ready to popShe always ready, when you want it she want itLike a nympho, the infoI show you where to meet herOn the late night, till daylight the club jumpin'If you want a good time, she gone give you what you wantLet me talk to yaBaby you're so new ageYou like my new craze, let's get togetherMaybe we can start a new phaseThe smokes got the club all hazySpotlights don't do you justice babyWhy don't you come over here, you got me sayingAayoohI'm tired of using technologyWhy don't you sit down on top of meAayoohI'm tired of using technologyI need you right in front of meOoh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants itOoh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to herYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell youGot a thing for that thing she gotThe way she make it shake, the way she make it popMake it rain for us so she don't stopI ain't got to move, I can sit and watchIn her fantasy, there's plain to seeJust how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soakingAll into my set sheetsWhen she ready to rideI'm ready to rollI'll be in this bitch till the club closeWhat should I do, one thing on all foursNow that that shit should be against the lawFrom side to side, let the ride, break it down (down down)You know I likeWhen you hike and you throw it all aroundDifferent style, different moveDamn I like the way you moveGirl you got me thinking aboutAll the things I do to youLet's get it poppin' shorty we can switch positionsFrom the couch to the counters in my kitchenLet me talk to yaBaby you're so new ageYou like my new craze, let's get togetherMaybe we can start a new phaseThe smokes got the club all hazySpotlights don't do you justice babyWhy don't you come over here, you got me sayingAayoohI'm tired of using technologyWhy don't you sit down on top of meAayoohI'm tired of using technologyI need you right in front of meOoh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants itOoh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to herYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighsThey got me hypnotized, let me tell you
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