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come up ta my crib, he adlibbed 
bump bellies wid me, wid what god gived
we’ll part da sheets likes Moses sea
little mama we’ll be on a kissin spree

we’ll drink some wine and smoke some grass
invite in d’ crew and make some cash
and by dat neon light shining
dhey’ll be some booty reclining

hell wid the flowers get the stash
‘fore the po po come ‘rest ‘ur ****
bump jeans wid me baby y’ur so fine
don’t pay no ‘tention to the line 

be my Baby Momma its aight
maybe ‘ll take you home tonight

*An inner city parody of Come Live with me and be my Love by Christopher Marlowe

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