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boyz

I'm from uptown New Orleans, straight out the hood
I jumped off the spinners sayin', "I wish you would"
Nigga walked up on me mean-muggin' talkin'
you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths

2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Hol' up, we dem boyz

Keys to my estate, put the cheese inside a safe
Drinkin' by the case,
Yeah hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up  we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Now I've been in this game for
are so,

("You are so dope") Hey
("You are so dope") I know
("You are so dope") Ayy, haha, I know
("You are so dope") New Boyz
You are so do, you
hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Hol' up, we dem boyz

Keys to my estate, put the cheese inside a safe
Drinkin' by the case,
it by my lonely
CB4 gangsters man they so gusto
24/7 all I do is hustle
Old folks in the hood call me p man
Double cups Styrofoam I sip lean man
the crowd yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out,
the track.
Welcome back!

Our electric version calls,
You alone create the full
Spectrum of light, so what could go wrong?
Just as long as it
Sounds
that you are That's what I wake up each day for Every single Touch and tingle I adore Every kiss from you to me Always seems so new to me Each one warmer
'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye,
got that get it 
I got that get it what you need
From dope boyz and bitches who love dat rd

Come and get it hey 'cuz I got it bitch 
Tell and get
bitches
So you want a dollar? Well baby I can't holla
You ain't gettin shit, from the break a bitch scowlin scowlin
Not even a penny, homegirl you ain't
to the next city
Riding wit' the dope boy!
Dope boy wit' a guitar

Born and raised in the U.S.A
By the way of New Orleans where the killas stay
But that's
boy!
Dope boy wit' a guitar

Born and raised in the U.S.A
By the way of New Orleans where the killas stay
But that's OK, yea, that's alright! ya
I'm
stop
All the fellas in the house say hooooooooooooo
(then hoooooooo said by the fellas) ya don't stop

Verse 3: lost boyz

Word up
You know me gotta
ain't enough, got the boyz in blue, 
still roughin' me up, on the T.V. news still talking it up, 
never thought Tommy Lee could be fuckin' it up
me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
pulse
so yo tally up it's the Lost Boyz Crew
Mr. Cheeks, Taliek, Spigg Nice, & Pretty Lou
My Crew

Yeah,
East Coast myyy Crew
West Coast myyy Crew
the crowd yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out,
Smooth like raindrops, a clock goes tick tock
Nothin' else to do but relax
So I cruise up the avenue, in my new convertible
I see a cutie, my duty
am, I am, I am
Well motherfucker I am
I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope
I am, I am, I am
Well motherfucker I am
So much for integration
Are you tired of hanging out in your car
And getting sweated by the boys in blue?
Tired of getting shot by your best friend and not receiving
Any
chokin wild up in the fan's in oakland floatin swerving taking the dirty version
Between persion sippin burban brand new escursion messege
Salt kills