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Getting Guac, middle finger to cops
They say when you meet the one, all the thug should stop
I met this shorty the other morning, on my way in y'all
She was bad, I didn't call, I'm a day in y'all
BUT, thats the rules, we don't make em, we don't break 'em
I don't sweat em, I forget 'em and find a way to shack 'em
BUT, I put a holla to her, I spit some lava at her
She from the burbs, I'm from the jecks, trust that don't matter
She into books too, I'm off the books for the things I do
But that's between me and you
And I don't really phone tag it alot, I'm in the wagon alot
With different dimes on the passenger side
I'm like...

Chorus:
I love, love that thing you do
And I, I can't get my eyes, my mind off you
I'm infatuated
And you're my baby, and you complete me
Your number, I'll call you, and maybe we can hook up later
And keep it gangster....