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One spoke, saying "we know what he's trying to do"
buying a ring, "that aint special mista". You act like
she loves you and all, we aint about that she'll say.
Who is he?" I bettcha that's what she'll say when
I mettle this, and find out the real reason, you
trying to marry-up on this Chix!"
Who are you? I asked, and he spoke to me saying
I am your everything! who is this Chix, you fronting on?
You know her I don't. I want to by my beautiful fiancé a ring
and your here in my world, scanning me like you know me.
Who are you man? Who are you?
"Eye am Yo every  thang" She gonna laugh in your face
when you give her that, like she has the
capacity to love you, We don't do that.


Conduct your business. Mista Mastro conduct your business!
The wine gonna taste funny, and the pie gonna make you cringe,
stand back when she start's throwing things. Go on and conduct 
your business. And if she say yes, ya'll be fussin' actin like
you aint cheap, you cheap, that's right you cheap! 
He snapped his fingers and
headed out the door.

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