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Blockin
Yeaah, you areThis is for them girls on the blockThis is for them girls that be on the block(Ooooh ooooh ooooh ooooh)She fly first class, and she keep a fresh look, you weave backI can't lie, godamn you bad, damn you badWhen she step up on the scene with her straight black jeansAnd her friend got classThat kind of girl to make her whole clique get madA dime piece, you could sit a cup on her assSo now I'm trynna get past her girl and get up in her worldBaby I don't wanna waste your timeI'm just here for your girlfriendYeah mm yeah you fineBut I'm just trynna meet your girlfriendNice hair, nice eyes, fat ass, tight thighs, so am IYou wish I was leavin with youBut I'm here for your girlfriendShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinYou asked for her girl's number but she gave you hersShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinEverytime you go to pitch, she throws you curvesShe's blockin, block-blockin, block-blockin, blockinblock-blockin, block-blockinShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinShe screams everything I askMan she don't hesitate to put a girl on blastI leave a message and she calls right backOoh, I can't seem to get past her schemes and noGirl I really don't know what to dooGirl you really know I'm feelin youYou ain't trippin, naw anyway be dippinI really don't wanna waste your timeI'm just here for your girlfriendYeah baby yeah you fineBut I'm checkin for your girlfriendNice hair, nice eyes, fat ass, tight thighs, so am II know you wish I was leavin with youBut I'm here for your girlfriendStop blockin meShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinYou asked for her girl's number but she gave you hersShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinEverytime I go to pitch, she throws me curvesShe's blockin, block-blockin, block-blockin, blockinBlock-blockin, block-blockinShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinNow maybe I-I-I gotta let goNow men have travelled this road many times beforeAll these stops signs I be have ignoredI can almost taste her, wish I could erase herFence after fence, wall after wallI huff and I puff, hopin that she fallsIt's either give her something or give nothing at allI really wanna quit but her girl is the shitShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinYou asked for her number but she slipped and gave you hersShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockinEverytime I go to pitch, she throws me curvesShe's blockin, block-blockin, block-blockin, blockinBlock-blockin, block-blockinShe's blockin, blockin, blockin, blockin
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