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dolls eyes - esham lyrics

[intro]
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, [?]
okay, [?]

[verse 1]
they tell me i should spit it, it’s wicked how i kick it
if will smith get a divorce, then i’m scooping jada pinkett
she’s so fine she need a ticket, so fine she need a ticket
i’m coming through and crashing private parties like i hit it
man, i don’t need no cheerio pajamas on these hoes
i can be in boxers, man, and b*tches still get squoze
i don’t need no cheerio pajamas on these hoes
i can be in boxers, man, and b*tches still get squoze
wet paint coupe that’s candy, wet paint coupe that’s candy
she in my back seat popping xanny after xanny
i’m on the beach that’s sandy with [?]
i’d rather see you naked in your t*shirt, thong, or panties
while shopping at the boutique, i met this little cutie
i could tell she was a soldier ready to sign up for her duty
she blasting off my missile, need a wet wipe or a tissue
before i jump out to wonder, what’s your issue?

[chorus]
pimp and slow down, slow down ([?])
and get married ([?] what do i see here?)
[verse 2]
courtney, chloe, kimmy, courtney, chloe, kimmy
i’m riding out with [?] sipping remy with [?]
little kim or nicki, little kim or nicki
the choice is kinda tricky, gotta see ’em in they vickie’s
but then i’m not that picky, they can both come give me hickeys
leave some lipstick on my brand new d*ckeys
it’s [?] or it’s chrissy, it’s emily or erica
for the love of hip hop i do this in america
reality is scary, man, they showing you how light
ally*oop to the bride she’s a basketball wife
reality is scary, man, this show could end your life
you got on dunking b*lls if you a basketball wife

[interlude]
they call you dunkin’ ho nuts ’cause you dunkin’ b*lls
go on nuts, ho, for your boy
ladies, dunk some more b*lls in your mouth
please, please, please

[chorus]
pimp and slow down, slow down (it’s all pimpin’, it’s all pimpin’)
and get married (we love you, [?], yeah)

[verse 3]
so please excuse me, b*tches, if i forgot the misses
’cause these hoes still burning n*ggas up like swishers
trying to get on like delicious, but you need two three wishes
rags to riches, you need a n*gga with the big britches
so come and get with richard, so come and get with richard
and you can get the picture
of why that n*ggas crazy, tears of joy
for the boy
[chorus]
pimp and slow down, slow down
and get married

[outro]
[?] with priceless [?]
yo, yo, yo
it’s crazy, uh
detroit

- esham lyrics

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