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folks hear me creepin up the street
'Cause they know I got them, I got them
Woofers in my jeep, nigga

On 20's (on 20's)
Wheel's spinnin' (wheels
they don't want to holla

If you ain't got 20's if you ain't got dollars
Bitch fuck that shit we still gon pimp
We go ride through the streets we go hit
I got a hip shakin' mama
I swear she suit me to a T
Oh, I got a hip shakin' mama
I swear she suit me to a T
Well, you know she can stay out all
I got a hip shakin' mama 
I swear she suits me to a Tee 
Oh, I got a hip shakin' mama 
I swear she suits me to a Tee 
Well, you know she can stay
and pacin'
Well I swerved the curb
Corner action like verb
Cops throwin' the bird you heard

I'm on I-20 wit' 20's (unh-huh)
And beats I got plenty can't
counting money in room 124
They're wrapping 10's and 20's throwing the 1's down on the floor
They're strung out and they're nervous, they jump at every
plenty money and honey bunnies
20s and 10s, drive a Benz, you can't take nothin from me
Cause I came up on the streets, a straight up poor boy
But I beat
(Believe that daddy)
Bet a hundred, shoot a hundred (Believe that daddy)
It's my block, I run it (Believe that daddy)
Got them 20's on ya ride (Believe
[Hook]
They don't count by spokes no more, they counting by inches
Them ain't 20's on my ride, them 22's you jive bitches
Switching lane to lane,
gangsta like Ini Kamoze

Del Vec project was set down south with two Tek
I murdered that, we got mad respect
Sheisty niggas and vicars puffin 20's
I thought but I'm on mine
Pockets full of 20's and strapped with a nine
So run up brothers and feel if that you can
But you will get hit by
it back
Yous a super hero girl bag it back
Man I keep the clug action packed
Ballas flossin throw up ya stacks(throw it up)
But no 10's and 20's
ridin' by
And say hi to plenty liquors and I know it's a sin
And if ya tell me stop drinking I'll just do it again
So when I get old I'ma rock, roll,
that I done fooled around in Chicago
Lord, I done almost froze

Lord, my baby, my baby
She don't treat me good no mo'
Now, I know the reason she don't
you at?

Girl you messed up when you let me in
Told your best friend that you wanted me
Then she called me up and hit me to your steez
Told me you were
I got a hip shakin' mama
I swear she suit me to a T
Oh, I got a hip shakin' mama
I swear she suit me to a T
Well, you know she can stay out all
I got a hip shakin' mama 
I swear she suits me to a Tee 
Oh, I got a hip shakin' mama 
I swear she suits me to a Tee 
Well, you know she can stay

Uh Huh

B2K

B2K

B2K

2002

you at?

Girl you messed up when you let me in
Told your best friend that you wanted me
Then she called me up and hit me to your steez
Told me you
needed and we built on it
Lord forgive me for the blood that I spilt on it

She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm famous
I write this alone in
a pharaoh, keep your eye on the sparrow
If she fly let me bone, I'll supply you with marrow
Met you in the club, I'm surprised you was there though
Mingling
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin' 
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
he's tryin' to make me his son in law

[Chorus]
When she,
Walks by, walks by, walks by, she walks on by

Egos fly when she walks by, 
She caught
you at?

Girl you messed up when you let me in
Told your best friend that you wanted me
Then she called me up and hit me to your steez
Told me you
you at?

Girl you messed up when you let me in
Told your best friend that you wanted me
Then she called me up and hit me to your steez
Told me you
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin' 
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never