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weight
Off the love I can't

[Fabolous]
Baby girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya?
After we come through the hood in helicopters (yeah)

[Paul Cain]
weight
Off the love I can't

[Fabolous]
Baby girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya?
After we come through the hood in helicopters (yeah)

[Paul Cain]
even talk (bitch)

Nickatina is like simon says 
Dips in his whip like simon says 
Make some chips like simon says
Smoke a lil weed in the back with
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
her in a movie by Andrew Blake.

Baby, I just really want to know you,
Can't keep me away, not if you tried,
Got lost in your town, ain't in no
weight
Off the love I can't

[Fabolous]
Baby girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya?
After we come through the hood in helicopters (yeah)

[Paul Cain]
weight
Off the love I can't

[Fabolous]
Baby girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya?
After we come through the hood in helicopters (yeah)

[Paul Cain]
Murder rap shit, I spit, for the vets who love it

By the time you read this letter
Your head gon' fly off your shoulder for lying
And I'm a be in bed
your weave I'm a back breaker
I'm a gentleman, I'm a mack player
I'm a dimepiece layer, smooth operator
[Paul Wall]
Baby cold kick off your shoes
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
crew 
 through their daily exercises:
Put your hands on your head, Simple Simon Says
Put them down by your side, Simple Simon Says
V V: How do you
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
are simply simple minded simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by designing
But what I be rhyming, no payola is required
My
! Talk a little louder soldier
Wait, wait, wait on the Lord, baby! I can't hear you!
Wait, wait! On the Lord, baby! Wait, wait! On the Lord!
Wait, wait!
gotta keep climbing
People be thinking this shit is simple and simon
Lookin' at my wrist to see the position that I'm in
Kinda clothes I'm wearing,
water up in the clutch
Place your bet, I'll call ya bluff
Paul Wall baby that's what's up

[Chorus]

You gotta march like a soldier (now all my dope
Shawty putt
Y'all know who this song for
This baby don't look nothing like me
Talk to em shawty putt

lets go
That baby ain't mine
I'm sorry
"you are not
(Paul Wall 1st Verse)
When you up, you up
And when you down, you down
But when you fall off
Just peep out who still come around
And ain't too many
ass soft commercial rhyme
I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans
I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon
I can't hear nothin
[Intro: DJ Paul]
yea-yea Chuch ya'khamsayn
Once again it's on baby, y'all know what time it is
I know it'sa shame ya'khamsayn,
You gatta actually
man, I ain't tryna stop ya

[Chorus: ]
(Shine), from my head down to my shoes
(Shine), skiiiiirtin' on twenty-two's
(Shine), check my baby mama
(They wanna see alot of me)
So I hate when I talk to my boy from penn and he aks
Like "cuz you've forgotten me"
I aint got time to shit,let alone
I Mr. Thanksgiving
Its for the money this time

Howdy do motherfuckers its Weezy Baby,
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta toke the cannon.
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