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| Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing She gave me a reason to be carmela soprano a damn heathen Handled that, carmela soprano told ol' G, bring tha camera Then I thought about, no footage while I ram her Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy] [Verse 3: Ludacris] Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya nipples Some call carmela soprano me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribble Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy] [Outro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah, let the |
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