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were strumming 
And the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by
Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody
When I was a little fellow on my
While the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by
Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody
When I was a little feller on my mommie's knee
The old
fallin', 
While the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by. 

Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody, 
When I was a little child upon my
Drives by and splashes me
Get there the queue's outrageous
Ladies taking ages
My rage is blowing gauges
How long's it take to validate your wages?
I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road
Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
When I put that on everything, I ain't had
the club couple o' duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got that)
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' loot (got those)
is the champion sound, believe believe!

Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty 
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
Audemar like Mardi Gras, that's Swiss time and that's excellence
Two-door preference, roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake so
Audemar like Mardi Gras, that's Swiss time and that's excellence
Two-door preference, roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake so
rack
Spilled my drink on you on purpose so we could have a good laff
Watch some flick
Cuddle, play
Watch that chick
Sip champagne
Clothes off
Or stayin at relatives well get a place of our own
And even though the feelin was good
Don't get it twisted naw money we still in the hood
Now a years gone by
Mardi Gras
That's Swiss time and that's excellence
Two door preference
Roof gone George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So your Duncan
Oh jambalaya
Oh jambalaya

It was muggy July around supper time
When I pulled into New Orleans
I got dropped off 
At south Rampart Street
I
is the champion sound, believe believe!

Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty 
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
[Chorus]
I need a girl who'll ride for me (Keep her self real fly)
Damn near die for me (Stand by my side)
Gon' call for me (Stand up and cry)
time is almost done
Lie in my arms once more until the darkness comes
You filled all my days, held the night at bay, dearest companion
Years pass by
a long time

And Wilson too
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
Look here

Hey John
How about a little taste? You know what I want
Gimme a big ol' glass on them good
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
Rocawear... (check)
Nike Airs... (check)
Mean bucket... (uh huh)
Armadale in the club couple o' duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I
I'll fuck you right
I'll serve you long dick, big brown dick
Type of chick that you could get down wit
A white bitch, brown bitch, you a black bitch
I
is the champion sound, believe believe!

Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty 
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
a drug deal gone wrong
Figured out a lot, you won't be that way long
Plus, you niggas is bush leaguers
And I bet y'all ain't get no bush either
My hood
a drug deal gone wrong

Figured out a lot, you won't be that way long
Plus, you n****s is bush leaguers
And I bet why'all ain't get no bush either
My
locked down now how long he gone, Oh dat long
How the hell he get time like that?
Three strikes with possession, aww he ain't comin back,
He left you
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my python,