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kelis - aww s***! كلمات الأغنية

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(1st verse):
lookin too fly walk into the bar
n-gg-s wanna stop, askin who i are
hands on my waist tryna find out
if i’m gonna flip off of one drink and can he get down
i’m a rock hip-hop pop star
can’t check out the door in a fast car
never run from nothin when i come thru
roll with the realest that can take out your whole crew

(hook):
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

(2nd verse):
i don’t like to dance to a slow song
you too close and i can’t get my groove on
drop a beat and let a girl feel somethin
i’m so gutter, watch me two-step to somethin
tippy-toes tip and make a mean walk
i ain’t tryna listen to your big talk
top off my drink for the third time
boy, come and get it
watch me make these n-gg-s fall in line

(hook):
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

(3rd verse):
bout to head to the hills ‘fore i p-ss out
get my coat from the check ‘fore i spaz out
pull my whip to the front and i jump in
catch a look comin from the n-gg-s in the black benz
red light and now they tryna hop in
(remember when i was in school, i was your boyfriend)
got the tint so we never entertain those
hungry–ss n-gg-s on they phone like they got hoes

(hook):
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

(bridge):
now i’m feelin’ m’m, m’m good
eyes filled up with the bloodshots
look like a lamp with the lights out
now he’s tryna get a lick but i’m long gone

keep, keep talkin’
keep, keep talkin’
keep, keep talkin’
keep, keep talkin’

(smoke’s rap):
who’s this man who’s not star?
yet you wondering who i are
on track with rock hip-hop star, the pop star
who the man behind hot bars?
smoke, i’m soon to be pop-u-lar
now, where he from?
is it my city, your city?
all you need to know, i come from a dope city
never shoot the boys, still keep the dope in me
text to the cush with a chase of the henny
and when i’m lookin’ for a freak, really picky-picky
and if it smell icky, tell her pull up her vickie’s
but if it smell alright, i might do the licky-licky
let you suck on my neck but, please, no hickie-hickies

(hook):
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
(hicky-hicky-hicky) aww sh-t!
i can make a whole song talk sh-t!

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