Come Through
Let me show you what
A real nigga does
Girl the jig is up
Know I've been trying to cuff
You too fine for your own good
Get caught slipping don't think you could
Wanna holler don't think I should
Can bless your life if you would
Let me come scoop you
I'm trying to boss up with you
Cause you're my baby
You're my baby
A real nigga does
Girl the jig is up
Know I've been trying to cuff
You too fine for your own good
Get caught slipping don't think you could
Wanna holler don't think I should
Can bless your life if you would
Let me come scoop you
I'm trying to boss up with you
Cause you're my baby
You're my baby
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Writer(s): Mixon Gamble
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