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Brown Chris Don T Know What It Is

up! Don't Know What It Is About You Girl But I Can't Call it Tell Me What's The Biz We Ain't No Liz I Can't Call It Don't Know what it is You got ta

up! Don't Know What It Is About You Girl But I Can't Call it Tell Me What's The Biz We Ain't No Liz I Can't Call It Don't Know what it is You got ta

up! Don't Know What It Is About You Girl But I Can't Call it Tell Me What's The Biz We Ain't No Liz I Can't Call It Don't Know what it is You got ta

floozie That boy don't understand, cause that shit really don't amuse me I'ma grab the microphone till the mic is gone, I can hit the spot Like it or

't that somethin', you know That you're the only one (you know) At least that's what you say to some (you know) Know my mind is blown for sho' Ain't that

your ass is insane Have you suckin on my toes, givin me dough Lettin you know, I'm the only chick you suckin it for Tell wifey you don't want it no more This ain't

spit, I just had this, that's love isnt it It's too many sacrifices, lips stick prices And plastic Christ is Sometimes I wonder what I'm a do with my life Waster says it

it in without the perfeclactict Not to tax it, it means ill wax it Slam it in my pocket, buy weed, don't try to knock it So give me a break, not check

what your body's sayin (owwww) [Chorus x2] [Outro - Spoken:] V.A. Yeah ha, Yeah ma don't be frontin' like you don't know what's goin' on Aight, yeah