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I said The Lip
(No, man, she means Harry James)
I said The Lip
(You mean Louis Prima)
I said The Lip
(Noo, Lip er ace)
(Yip yip yip yip)
No one plays
Yup, yup, wooo
Time by lady rolex
Body by Bowflex
Hair by Hollywood salon
Bag by Louis Vuitton

High heels, Manolo Blahniks
Tanqueray gin
all started back in Cali-from-I-A
Where the khakis hang low and gang bangers don't play
Put on my drawers
Walked down the hall
Kissed my Apollian
when I say I count base
Fly Louis sneakers, Purple Tape coming out the speakers
Bumped into my high school teachers
They said I wouldn't be nothing,
jazz when I say I count base
Fly Louis sneakers, Purple Tape coming out the speakers
Bumped into my high school teachers
They said I wouldn't be
to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say hi, to my niggas left in the slamma
this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition
this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition
your hands to it
Go ahead call the cops, come on

Girl what's it gonna take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start
come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say
can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo third
to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say hi, to my niggas left in the slamma
can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo third
Smooth high-stepping in the marching band

I turned in my drum and I started to rap
Now beats I make, make my bank so fat
It's Too $hort, on the mic
Smooth high-stepping in the marching band
I turned in my drum and I started to rap
Now the beats I make, make my bank so fat
It's Too Short, on the mic
me
Just clap your hands, everybody
And everybody, clap your hands
OK

You say hello
I say goodbye
Don't leave me high
Or post to dry
Feels so
actors
Hustle in the shadows on the bricks and they couldn't catch us
Gat still tucked, in my waist by my price time
'cause my chain hang so low my
and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo 'Third Question' like A.I.
Say, "Hi", to my niggaz left in the slammer
From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back
A1, chain the colour of Akon
Black diamonds backpack around me
Cosigned by Louis Vuitton
Horse power, horse power
All this Polo on I got horse power
E.D.I Amin] 
Life in High Speed
F*** the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
F*** doin` time

[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly
and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo 'Third Question' like A.I.
Say, "Hi", to my niggaz left in the slammer
From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back
[Kurupt]
You know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high
Ready to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by
(whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work
with me, cause I kick it with the high class
Y'all didn't wanna kick it, when I was down on my ass
In my cordoroy britches, y'all was in Louis Vatone
with me, cause I kick it with the high class
Y'all didn't wanna kick it, when I was down on my ass
In my cordoroy britches, y'all was in Louis Vatone