100 lyrics for "(If you 'bout it, 'bout it)"

So baby come and get me, cause I don't wanna dance alone I got my best on and I feel like dancing all night long Oh it it's been so long Thinking 'bout 'bout the feeling of your arms wrapped around my body It It's what I want Nothing's gonna stop me Oh but I want If
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That's where it it is It It's in his kiss If If you want to know if if he loves you you so Whoa hug him and squeeze him tight Find out what you you want to know If If it's love, if if it really is It It's there in his kiss How about the way he acts Oh no! That's not the way
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I'm with Sack and Juvie So you you gotta bring about three friends Don't flex, don't pretend White coupe, butter pecan Thick bitch, Puerto Rican You You know we spin a bin Take you you out to Paraguay Or California for the weekend Wash away all of the pain
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I'm writing you you a letter This is to my unborn child Want to let you you know I love you you Love you, if if you didn't know I feel this way How I, think about you you every day I have so much to say To my unborn child To my unborn child.. To my unborn child.. in case I
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It's not living if if it's not with you you If If I knew what you'd do And all I do is sit and think about you you Collapse my veins wearing beautiful shoes All I do is sit and drink without you you If If I choose then I lose Distract my brain from the terrible news It It's not
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I'll shit on you! I'll shit on you you I'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da I will shit on you you I don't care who you you are I don't give a fuck about you you or your car Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck
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I want to cross oceans I want to live that life again I imagined, 'cause I imagined There's something about you you That I'm never going to find out The way that you you say things So they sound so right But everything I say I keep in the wrong side of my mouth
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Uh, I was posted on the block with a big ass joint Police everywhere so we stay on point Money get in my hand, pockets stay on swollen If If you ever ask a question nigga we don't know Don't be talkin' to me crazy if if you ain't 'bout 'bout drama And don't even be
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Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ He's just nice, he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive, that's official Y'all don't know about my Biggie wars Who you you thought "Kick In The Door" was for? But that's
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