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see it
Dun the war mek mi dance bad man and police
All the shotta a do the Willie Bounce out a east 
Wareka Hill party dem a gwaan hold the peace
been doin this for years
I got my drink on kid, and my cash is right
shorty aight think Im not gettin ass tonite?
and wit Malik and Melquan, my man
Diplomat Willie's, Millie Jackson chicks, dusted out Blondie
Slide me, we wrote the bowl, we take the magnets
Man handling mics, wool scarves, Evil Knievel
(ad lib)

Look look.. 

[Chorus x2]
I want to see 'em bounce (bounce)
Na na na na na na na na na
Let me see you shake (shake)
Na na na na
Just let
Malik and Melquan, my man Hassan
yo shorty what you wearin is turnin me on
takin me, makin me want to bounce wit you
It's alright, we got all night
been doin this for years
I got my drink on kid, and my cash is right
shorty aight think Im not gettin ass tonite?
and wit Malik and Melquan, my man
been doin this for years
I got my drink on kid, and my cash is right
shorty aight think Im not gettin ass tonite?
and wit Malik and Melquan, my man
been doin this for years
I got my drink on kid, and my cash is right
shorty aight think Im not gettin ass tonite?
and wit Malik and Melquan, my man
You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
Old man spittin' game so I sucked it up
Old
You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
Old man spittin' game so I sucked it up
Old
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Frank White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
the north east
Came up, what a hell of a man
4-4, long nose, call me elephant man
Drag the nigga from the bottom of the bottom, homie I could tell
From
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma', 
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
a mess
All them taxes and accounts
Checks started to bounce, niggas couldn't by an ounce
And now that we platinum, they diss our name
Like we won't go
and make your booty pop, pop
Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop
Make it clap (Clap) clap (clap) clap, clap

Elephant Man and, the R, A-K-A talkin' for
dinosaurs, people stood on Crenshaw
And palace fade shopping lades, you never saw before
Bouncing down with more bounce, with music by the ounce
With my
booty don't stop, stop
Make it clap (Clap) clap (clap) clap, clap

Elephant Man and, the are, AKA talkin' for the ladies
Let me know that, we like