Ay' yo Sean, You Mr. Kingston
You say You have it, Louie it, and then some
Look how you go on in all your ice
You pretty and you nice
You done want Nicki as your wife
But you say I be up where you stay
I aint like them other bitches that be actin' loosely
Know you gettin' hype, I know u wanna get up in it
But I just want to think about it for another minute
I think I like your style ya'll
Why ya'll
Why don't we let go
Ay yo and I aint gotta tell 'em
And I aint gotta sell 'em
It's YSL teddy
I aint gotta spell it
And yes, I killa kill 'em
I guess I am the villain
I park on the curb, I'm the owner of the building the building
Ya deaf?
Boy me soon left
Come get this playboy bunny like hugh hef-neeeer
Rasta far I
Dutty dutty d-d-d-dutty
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