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you wit shorty huh. Take her to the mall pimp! (ah-huh)

[Bow Wow]
Okay!

[Baby] 
Show me how lil man roll! 

[Bow Wow]
I know this chick named
found fame
Alluding to my functional family
She said she liked a simple melody
She brought me onstage for a bow
I stood there laughing all I said was wow
Uh, Neptunes (Neptunes)
Uh, Bow Wow, aka, The Don, The Dutch
Fo' show, Star Trak, collabo

[Chorus: x2]
They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch
and,
I gotta do my thing to get the cheese again
You can't see me ya better believe it man

[Bow Wow]
Now I'm back for ya
To the Swizz track for ya
been this way ever since I was a baby)
From O-H-I-O bringin down the stash
(For all my dogs all the kids all my ladies)

[Bow Wow]
It's the B-O you
there so crack, bust guns at Bow Wow's age
Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in hell
Fuckin 'em hos, born to cope since I was 12
Way too
frontin I hope on the case

Wild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby
Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy
That's how I do for my dogg
the 40 cause my mother's not looking

Yo give me that, kid. You pah will put you in the mourge
Listen to hot diggity dog
Bibb bow wow wow wow wow
(look at that)
A baby momma and a bow-wow
My nigga know you need to calm down
F-for County run up in your house

But you don't wanna hear that
don't like no scrapes
And if I heard you was fronting I hope on the case
Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby
Test me fool and by the end you gon'
got your back
I don't wanna see you get played by no hood rat

Bow Wow: Dog, she ain't no Hoodrat. 
Watch how you talk about her
When it come
take it no more

Make 'em clap to this
Baby, baby you keep
Putting things before me
But I was there for you when you had nothing
So baby, baby
call me, don't call my mother
Don't call my father and don't even give my dog a biscuit

Yo, bow, wow
And by the way I did cancel all the credit
the twenty-six inch
You see my rims, they bigger than Bow Wow
Get money, fuck bitches, that's what I'm about now
The Phantom, ugly, The Bentley, retarded
(look at that)
A baby momma and a bow-wow
My nigga know you need to calm down
'Bor County run up in your house
But you don't wanna hear that though, it's
dudes, none of y'all can stop me
Bow Wow's got game, but he's five foot three
Nice crossover dog, try that jive on me
Might need a little backup to hang
[Chorus 2X]
Boom bow, my style be oww
I be comin down wit that funky Shao'

[King Just]
Boom bow, my style be oww
On the real, who can fuckin freak
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


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