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If i eat a little kid sticks his finger in my plate
I be signing autographs for three months straight
I got jet set women who offer me favors
My face is a thousand lipstick flavors
Need a sip of lemonade i'm a slave to my trade
From all these lights my complexion might fade
Secretary overworked by a money hungry jerk
Got a letter answer woman won't you freak out on my shirt?
Well can you rock it like this? i can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this? i can rock it like that
Huh!! *echoes*
Your ears are clogged, your head as hard as a log
My privacy robbed, let me do my job
You funny lookin slob eatin shiskabob
You're the reason why my eyes are on the doorknob
Can you rock it like this? i think i rock it like that
But can you rock it like this? homeboy i rock it like that
I'm straining not complaining for a casual life
Something normal nuttin formal three kids and a wife
I'm dying from the spying that you're putting me through
I perspire i'm on fire when i'm thinking of you
But can you rock it like this? i can rock it like that
Well can you rock it like this? i can rock it like that
Huh!! *echoes*