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Its Friday Night, Just Got Paid, Shes Lookin For A Little Bit Of Action, Captain To Get Saved.

[verse 1]
So You Go Straight To The Mall And Call Your Girlfriend Up Tell Her You Bought A Fuckem
Girl Dress Nuttin Less-more-than-a Thinner-sinner-chris Dior Fitter.

You Gotcha Hair Did Or That There Wig. Sho A Fitter Gotcha Own Sitter For That There Kid.
Shes Goin Out To Find A Thick Stout To Out Her Dig, That Dress Fittin Catchers Mitten
Is Out There Big.

Your Manicured And Pedicured Up And Lookin Like You Wanna, Your Mans Hittin Your Phone
Up Say Fuckem If You Wanna. Lip Gloss Is On Her Blow That Mirror A Kiss, And If Your Man
Gotcha Stressin Put On Your Dress And Dont Listen And Sing.

I Cant Wait Til I Get There, Step In The Club Lookin Playa Playa. Grab Your Keys And
Beat It To The Spot Where You Guess Youll Find You A Nigga Buyin A Two For One Special,
Exceptional Sexual Healin Is What Your Cravin Your Pagin You But Fuck How Hes Feelin

[chorus]
Fuckem Girl, Fuckem [repeat 3x]
Its Your Time To Get Out
No Time For Thinkin Ofem
[repeat 2x]

[verse 2]
Now This Is A Story, All About How These Chicks Get Tricked And Dont Know How, So Id
Like To Take A Second And Explain To Them, How All This Craziness Evolves Out Of
Relationships, Listen

He Never Used To Hit Ya, He Always Used To Treat Ya, With Some Respect And Dignity, And
Now He Wanna Beat Ya, Six Months Done Passed And Hes Changed, You Never Woulda Thought
Hed Be Crazy And Deranged, Huh

Just The Way He Approached Was So Sweet, He Let You Know You Was Far Away From A
(late Night Creep), Mister Telephone Man When He Whatnt With Ya,
Bobby Browny And Whitney, You Found You A New Edition, And

In The Beginning It Was Grinings From The Sit Down, Till He Let You Know That It Was All
On A Bitch Now, When, After You Had