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Dime Piece (feat. Russell Lee)

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Dime Piece (feat. Russell Lee)

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(Russell Lee)

Oh, yeah

Baby, I don't get down like that

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them other fools

Who be paying for your jewels

But baby, I don't work it like that

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them superstars

Who be paying for your cars

But baby, I don't work it like that

Now you ain't lyin', you ain't lyin'

No reezy, oh yeah, you fine

And you got that supa dupa with the

Big ol' behind

You'se a dime, you'se a ten and a half, you so throwed

But you better check credentials, baby girl, I'm so cold

On top

The girl got degrees in computers

Off top

But she still golddiggin', workin' at Hooters

I ain't no peanut

So you can't put no salt in my game

You know how the chico do, I ain't gots to explain

Baby boo, On Tha Cool, you diggin' on me, I'm diggin' on you

We can have, our rendez-vous, and marinate, in a hotel room

Dinner and a movie, it's all groovy, I ain't trippin'

But you better stick with them bald players, 'bout

All them trickin', though

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them other fools

Who be paying for your jewels

But baby, I don't work it like that

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them superstars

Who be paying for your cars

But baby, I don't work it like that

Really, really though

Baby, you watchin' too many videos

Hangin' with them silly hoes

Got you where your fenced to go

Out the door, so fast, so quick

Even though you so yummy, you, uh

You so thick

Uh uh

I got

Rules and regulations

And guidelines

I'm in the game, you must wanna suck up from the sidelines

I ride for muscle, where I am 'bout to have

Near hundred

Actin' funny, tryin' push up on a hustle money

Even though I want ya

I really doesn't need ya

I guess you got to play the field to appreciate the way I please ya

And don't confuse me for a ca-ah-Captain Save A.

Yeah, you a dime, but baby, I'm 'bout that paper

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them other fools

Who be paying for your jewels

But baby, I don't work it like that

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them superstars

Who be paying for your cars

But baby, I don't work it like that

We don't get down like that (Let 'em know)

We don't get down like that (Uh, let 'em know, let 'em know)

We don't get down like that (Let 'em know, let 'em know)

We don't get down like that (Ha ha)

Ugh

Aw nah

You golddiggin' breezes, what's wrong with y'all (Wrong with y'all)

Ugh

Aw nah

You golddiggin' breezes, what's wrong with y'all {Lady}

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them other fools

Who be paying for your jewels

But baby, I don't work it like that

Lady, you'se a dime piece

And you lookin' so sweet

But baby, I don't work it like that

I know you got them superstars

Who be paying for your cars

But baby, I don't work it like that

Hey yo, Hap', Hap'

Bring that rhythm back

Oooh la la la

Baby, I'm so high (La, la)

Oooh la la la

Baby, I'm so high (Ooh)

Oooh la la la (La la)

Baby, I'm so high

Oooh la, la, la (La la)

Baby, I'm so high

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