.What it do, hey.
Little mama you a dime piece.
In the club lookin' sharper than a starch crease.
It's all eyes on you. Baby girl you outta sight.
Nails done, hair did,dress flier than a kite.
I see you skatin' on the dance floor showin 'that.
I'm tryin' to holla a.
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