Deep in My Pockets Mint Condition
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When I first saw ya babe
I almost broke my neck
The way you wore that dress
Damn near finest thing I've seen
Then you asked me out
You showed what love was all about
Liked me the damn
I found out she wasn't takin' the pill
Tryin' to get up deep in my pockets
Might as well just stop it
Cause I know the deal
Women tryin' to take my crib
Tryin' to get up deep in my pockets
Might as well just stop it
Cause I know the deal
You tryin' to take my crib
You're a professional
Been in all the videos
Go where everybody goes
Your daddy must work for the FBI
Cause you knew where to find me
And you knew I had big money
But I told ya time and time again
I ain't no dummy
I almost broke my neck
The way you wore that dress
Damn near finest thing I've seen
Then you asked me out
You showed what love was all about
Liked me the damn
I found out she wasn't takin' the pill
Tryin' to get up deep in my pockets
Might as well just stop it
Cause I know the deal
Women tryin' to take my crib
Tryin' to get up deep in my pockets
Might as well just stop it
Cause I know the deal
You tryin' to take my crib
You're a professional
Been in all the videos
Go where everybody goes
Your daddy must work for the FBI
Cause you knew where to find me
And you knew I had big money
But I told ya time and time again
I ain't no dummy
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