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R L Got Me A Model

got me a model) I gotta tell somebody (I got me a model) She ain't level headed (I got me a model) Thinkin' bow legged (I got me a model) So why ain't

side I hit the L.A.X I'm so impressed by the way that she dress She walks like a model, the girl is so fresh I got a few of them, here's what I do to

me too Louis Vuitton shoes and a whole lot of booze Every other week a different a dude and other crews I make offers nobody can refuse You might even see me

me, dip it low and put ya body in da roles wit' me Forget cha problems and sit back and roll through da tolles wit' me Now listen to the R flow wit' me

's, hoes so deep He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key Remember me, J to the A, R U L E baby Smell the beef, it continued to uhh, give

She's gone You sweat her, and I ain't talkin' 'bout a Coogi You a big L, and I ain't talkin' 'bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis Treat me

me, come grab it Show me that you got me daddy I got you ma, I'm in L.A., I'm the latest Caught the last flight in from J.F.K Baggage claim sign read R.U. L

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