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Yea... Like That... Just... Like That... Yea. I like him nasty, he like me nasty too I call him zaddy he say he wanna be papi too Calling me captain, so you know I make it happen Round of applause while y'all clapping I am the one who really taking the action but This what happens when you Got it like that, Feel it like that Keep control just like that Don't you know its (like that) Doing shows (like that) Got it (like that) Keep it real just (like that) Make me feel just (like that) In my soul (like that) don't you know (like that) Keep Control (like that) Touch me Woah (like that) And say Ohh (like that) Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Verse Number Two... Uhh Booty so big Lawd Have Mercy She ain't got no kids Lawd Have Mercy she look good with her natural hair Or a weave or a wig don't care what she did She the type that step in the room and act like she own that shit Cuz she on her shit, If you wanna fuck with her then a nigga gotta pay them chips And uhhh... Put some respect on her name Ain't new to the game just new to the fame And new to these lames This shit is ashame This shit is insane - But she ain't complaining She just sayin' what she sayin' Ain't got no time for explaining I'm running all out of patience This what happens when you Got it like that, Feel it like that Keep control just like that Don't you know its (like that) Doing shows (like that) Got it (like that) Keep it real just (like that) Make me feel just (like that) In my soul (like that) Don't you know (like that) Keep Control (like that) Touch me Woah (like that) And say Oh (like that) Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
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