We're gonna do a song that you never heard before"

 [Intro]
 Yeah, it's on some cool shit, some laid back shit
 'Bout my young nigga
 Work the tongue nigga, ya know what I'm saying?
 Yeah, he want Sole'

 Many times seen him coming my way
 Casual conversations was all that came into play
 He had a girlfriend, or so them other niggas would say
 Ex-girl was more the word, trippin back in the day
 Know what I mean?
 Time to scheme on him, sexy as what
 Young nigga, work the tounge nigga, checking my butt
 I see you looking like you wanna touch, making the cut
 You wasn't sure, work the back and I'm working the front
 You had to jump, tight white baby's cuffing her ass
 Little waist, real brest complimenting her ass
 When I pass cocomo from the day at the beach
 French manicured feet, hair was highlighted from rocking the bleach
 I left him speechless, he wanted, but he baby to me
 Spitting lines but I think he still a maybe to me
 No time for games but I want him, can't be shady wit me
 I breast feed him, and he want it on a daily wit me
 This young nigga.

 1 - Oooh, Sole' give me one more chance
 You know I really wanna be your man
 Cuz ain't nobody do what you do
 I put that on my mama, girl I'm gonna stay true

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 Flirting wit him, I should leave him alone
 Give it to him and he'll wanna try and call me his own
 Ringing my phone saying that he wanna kick it wit me
 When he know he really only wanna stick it to me
 The dime piece, cool, heard that he was working the lots
 Several, so I think he might be hitting my spot
 Several, knock knock and the movies we watch, boring
 Watching me while I'm watching the clock, snoring
 Think he slick while he rubbing my leg, butta soft
 Tease him back, feel him wanting to beg, lay me down
 Here's the oil, he massageing my back, young gun
 Full of cum, yea he loaded and strapped
 Lick me from the back, working he was putting me down
 First night did it right, wasn't no stopping him now, got him sprung
 On the couch now he wondering how
 Sent him home wit a smile and I gave him a pound
 This young nigga.

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 Just a tad bit younger than me maturing, the mental
 But I had to school him to keep, was real gentle
 When I showed him things he never had seen
 Turned him out, now he open, yeah, you know what I mean
 No round about got him rocking game he never heard of
 Foreign languages that he never spoke a word of
 Took him places, just the best of them what I preferred of
 Any other girl would never even be concerned of
 My young nigga

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