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It was one Saturday night in June now I clearly remember I seen this whore that I met in December The bitch didn't wanna give me no play But she heard us at the concert the other day Now the shit about to fall in place I just seen her rode bye with a smile on her face Tiltin my hat makin sure it's in place Hopin I'll be the next nigga to taste her pace That motherfuckin lot round the strip grippin on my dick haters don't trip Got a muthfuckin 40 cal in the spot ready for a nigga that think I'm gone slip Chevy thang, slow, clean, chrome face, glod D's Bitches ridin up in my shit man I'm tellin these hoes please I had to speak to soon her comes a hoe Nigga she got game First thing she ask me was whats my name and I'm ridin in that chevy thang She knows goddamn well who I am But since she wanna playa hate in response I was tellin the hoe my name was Davante Swing now the muthafucka ditchin Playa like me tryin to get down in it Gotta keep it key low with the hoe In the muthafuckin "Pala with the windows tinted playa I got this wild and bout it bitch Just give me two days to hit the shit Beter get your exercise on the third day Prophet Posse gonna take care ya