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Mýa

Dime Struck

 

Dime Struck


Hey baby boy why ya?
Actin so shy why ya?
Don't wanna come over and holla at a sista why ya?
Gotta keep me waiting so long
Like your games gone missin don't waste a song!
And I-I Know you got in ya
All the doubt I feel ya
But how you starin at me thinkin you ain't a winner.
I know you like what you see
Or what I got in my jeans is still a mystery.

[Chorus:]
I can tell you never been with a chic like me before
Cause you act like your too dime struck
Looking straight up shook
Scared to say what's up
My hips, my thighs, got you dime struck
Bet the tone that I roam if you want me ridin shotty in your truck
You ain't got to be too dime struck
Step to me act like you like what you saw
You gets none if you keep actin too dime struck

I tried to make it easy but it seems like you don't want it
If I gave you all my love it's like you ain't gon call it
You better say somethin to me
Don't stand there lookin dumb cause I'm about to leave
So I'm givin you this one last chance
To speak up like a man
See I got a lot of plans
If you want me to come with you tonight
Baby step up with your game and spit it right!

[Chorus:]
I can tell you never been with a chic like me before
Cause you act like your too dime struck
Looking straight up shook
Scared to say what's up
My hips, my thighs, got you dime struck
Bet the tone that I roam if you want me ridin shotty in your truck
You ain't got to be too dime struck
Step to me act like you like what you saw
You gets none if you keep actin too dime struck.

O boy don't you act like
You don't want me tonight
I can tell that you want it
By the way your body moving, oh!
So you think you can't handle it
I guess what I'm tryin to say
You need to make your move cause I ain't got all day.

[Chorus:]
I can tell you never been with a chic like me before
Cause you act like your too dime struck
Looking straight up shook
Scared to say what's up
My hips, my thighs, got you dime struck
Bet the tone that I roam if you want me ridin shotty in your truck
You ain't got to be too dime struck
Step to me act like you like what you saw
You gets none if you keep actin too dime struck!

done

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