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Miranda

Raekwon, Ghostface Killah & Method Man

Yo, man
Just let her live, man, stop playin', man
Oh, shit, B
She with Chef

I dreamt it, Chef out in Cuba, a ruger
Thirty thou' on him up and Mr. Chow blew a cloud on him
Seen a Latin chick laughin', clappin', like your style
Homey, say you're proud, hit the Crystal

Now we chattin' coebers and klickos
Who do this a size six, she split up, had a brick, I peeped those
Her jeans was fitted, hair twisted, long as a fuck
She looked Indian, titties was plump

Had juicy lips, dimples, imprint on her pussy was mad thick
She grabbed my dick, hopped in the window
We in the Monte Carlo, bravo, uncle named Pablo
Gun connect and he had his poke in Los Cabos

Good money, honey was strung, playin' Luther in the background
Spanish version, my bunny was horny as fuck
Workin' the kid, we burst later, lay in the bed
Duvet sheets, my face hit the spread

Then time me, I'm not the kind of nigga, I was cool down at night
Drop my gun, shorty, my nigga
Body was sexy, Lexy, come here, nigga, take off your drawers
Let me suck your dick, nigga, it's yours

Got real watery, Corey, damn, you got good dick
You forty' spit on it, position your jaw
Call me 8-Ball, this pussy like China, climb the Great Wall
Then she came like volcanoes in the late fall

Lady Miranda, she half black and white like a panda
I met her at the BET Awards in Atlanta
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Glamor girl shoppin' in Bloomingdale's
Skin pure, keep a fresh manicure, hands with the cutest nails

Wall Street banker, hold accounts with Jewish now
Big businessmen who own stocks in computer sales
Meanwhile, I'm checkin' her jeans out
Imaginin' her fat bubble ridin' my dick, makin' her scream out

She got a mean mouth, her lips is like soup coolers
Hotter than niggas ridin' around with six rugers
Miss Beaulah took a day off with a rich jeweler
When she came back she had a suitcase full of Fig Newtons

I met her at a villa in Vancouver blowin' her man's buddah
Bumpin' Mary J. and that Grand Puba
Check the 411 from a smooth operator
Got some pictures of her naked, I'll send them to Un later

Ay Dio mio, mamacita ass bonita
Remind me of the nights of Del Rio
I met her at the Cotto fights, playin' my seat though
That night, the linen was white, me and my hijos

Live from Puerto Rico, San Juan where niggas sniff pedrico
Look at your man wrong, finito
Girl, you know how we go, you gettin' my grown man on
Fuck with you primo, maybe I'm hands on

I'll massage your ego and be the love of your life
You know your people, a thug and his wife
Gave a look, she was touchin' my ice
So I looked at my dick like don't worry, we fuckin' tonight

She boricua, cinnamon skin, sign is Libra
She like wife beaters and men that like to eat her
Then I meet your feet up, meet me in room 112, light this reefer
You act right and after tonight, I might keep ya