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Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump,
to the Wonka of the feat
Smoke your blunt, but close your drapes
If we get fined by police
Don't worry, yo, I got the papes
Toxic is the talk that I tell
plans
Mention my name, don't shit yo pants
Got some gloves, they're for your hands
All strapped up, let's do this dance
Lost my hoe, saw her by chance
ya seats, come on and nod ya head with me
Yo check it!
It's this chick, right, Serlena, makin' me sick right
Earth is worthless to her, she be
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
his pass is incomplete 'cause I can tell in the smell
To let the dutchy pass me by, let the left catch hell
If I wanted to smoke tobacco I'd get
what, what, what
Get money all over again
Get money all over again
Come on, uh, uh, All Out
Uh, yo, it just so happen this how Ma$e stay starred
Greetings and salutations everybody this is Ne-Yo
Right now we gon' check out FOL
Name of this joint
Hey girl
Let's get it
It is what it is
Baby girl
Yo it's 1992 and Master P is back up in this motherfucker
(Yo man lets do this shit right, man. If everybody plays right, then put yo
right hand
just flew out, this nigga ne yo sleep, so I'm a go over to this mp and see if I can come up with my own track to keep it movin' yea let me try that,
Nigga Nigga never let a nigga
Front you no dizos
Start from the ground
Work yo way up to a kilo
Get some killas on yo team
Keep one up
let me see you step.
Kick, Kick Step
Turn to the right do it by yourself
Drop low wit it; Now, flow wit it
Scoot and flow wit it
Scoot back and then
rights and my riches
I'm about my money so let's get it
Stay on that lane, can't feel my feet
Never bought myself, saw me with the heat
Keep that gas in
thinking about this all day
All good, there's a reason that we called, Dave
let me start with your background
Where you come from?
Sure, I was undergrad down
cityyyy!)
Rep yo city! Rep yo city! (Rep yo cityyyy!)
Rep yo city! fuck that shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)
[Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys]
My niggaz run this
play this Gladys Knight, me and you gon' get right
She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross
A little Anita will definitely set this
get no better than me
Let's not waste the time
You ain't gotta hold back 'cause once I get inside
You won't change your mind, you know that you can
girl so thorough she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARC's, hid my guns by the parts
I got this model chick that don't cook or clean
of the night, oh
Doors suicide
But you still make me feel alive
Imma take you so high so high
We ain't touching no ceiling
Let's take flight
Get right
Cuddle you
touching no ceiling
Let's take flight
Get right
Cuddle you in your feelings
I know you're, ice cold baby
That's hot
Can you, go slow baby
Don't stop
Swear
the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
means you'll be by my side
We running outta time baby
Everyday that pass we won't get back tell me
If you wanna make it right this time save me
Cuz you
the funk, see me sniffling the breaks
I get lost in the style, I gotta find my way
I gotta itch for this rap shit, ya feel me? (Yeah)
So get the DJ scratch
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