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to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side

[Big Moe]
Everybody clap yo' hands, and sing along wit me
It's Big Moe, the barre baby,
there's your hoe, kiss a hoe, fuck a hoe 
Dis a hoe, I'm Peavey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago 
Hablo ingles? I don't know espanol Joe 
I can
there's your hoe, kiss a hoe, fuck a hoe 
Diss a hoe, I'm Peavey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago 
Hablo ingles? I don't know espanol Joe 
I can
Where she at? MB 

Man you see her photo loco, no pollo 
Pretty girls on my timeline from J-Moe
Let me get it, 
If they not we're re-twitting all my
gets worse, check the second verse

Last night, I took her out, I took her out
To see what we could get into
What we could get into
She showed me what
Me, Colin, Johnny and Moe
in my drop six-eight, the perv was on, and
I was spankin, a full tank and
feelin great, tape deck, Shabba Rank-in
Headin
a hoe, fuck a hoe
Diss a hoe, I'm Peavey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago
Hablo ingles? I don't know espanol Joe
 
I can go the line plus
hands highhh wave 'em side to side

Everybody clap yo' hands, and sing along wit me
It's Big Moe, da barre baby, representin these Southside streets
Now
[Common] 
Yeah yeah what yeah 
Reminding me of Sef what? 
Fat fat thick booty what? 
You say jack that big booty  yo 
He say OOH OH 
I heard
[Common] 
Yeah yeah what yeah 
Reminding me of Sef what? 
Fat fat thick booty what? 
You say jack that big booty yo 
He say oh oh
I heard
winds, I was once a Street Disciple
Rockin every Jordan shoe, Nike put out by Michael
That made me feel like I could fly, sometimes I wanted to die
take in the woods
Thinking whats good, things that I can change I should
Things I can't, need to be understood
Th-this is the bliss, I used to drift from
on the benches
Is what we did, ???? jocks and color tube socks
Huffies were the shit, I pop a Willie and go two blocks
Easy, without fallin, Stevie took his ball
Yeah, yeah, what, yeah
Reminding me of self, what?
Fat fat thick booty, what?
You say jack that big booty, yo
He say OOH OH
I heard the boy he
foul
From the tip of my head to the crack of my ass
She got busy so I called to the crew
You bitches know what to do
Hoes try to front like they
Moe Town
Life movin' too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down
My father been said I need Jesus
So he took me
broke tommy mars' neck. as soon as he took a whiff of those, his head went back this far, and he was heard to mutter 'jeezus'. so,
N't care what kind
me from dust, that's why I did dirt
You said that the last shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's this cash really worth?
My whole life I had
to scoot down
I'm a step up to the mic in my goose down
Come up representing from the upper west
Money makin' putting me to the test
Sometimes I feel
I'm gettin' busier
I'm double platinum]  Hold up, is he a
Man or a girl? What in the world?
You sound like Cheryl the Pearl
And you want to battle me
Moe Town
Life movin' too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down
My father been said I need Jesus
So he took me
speak
But the Dude knows the streets ain't no kiddie game
You don't know the Dude? Quincy's his first name
He told me: "Ice, keep doin what you're
or European
be seein' what Big be seein', I leave 'em peein'
in they draws, because Biggie Smalls 
Is far from weak -- Brat-tat-tat, please speak ...
of many ruff cities (Chicago, LA, any of them)
I'll have to Norman Bate ya I love ta hate ya
Cause you'se a freak by nature
Can't wait to face ya,
To Battle Me, You're Putting Loot Down 
I Said Root Down, It's Time To Scoot Down 
I'm A Step Up To The Mic In My Goose Down 
Come Up Representing From