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Hey Papi

Jay-Z

Nutty Professor II: The Klumps

2000

your chick in the summer tropics sippin' on 'zae
Spittin' up in the Pacifics smoking spliffs in the shade
She used to love ya, but she feeling different

Yeah, I grew up on the old
Shit y'all already know this
I never thought somebody from my
Town would get noticed
Everybody try but eventually they all quit

by I get high yeah yeah
I get by I get high yeah yeah
Get by get high yeah yeah
Get by get by yeah yeah

I remember
Growing up
Getting by
My mom
Was my

the woods, yeah
They know what's up

I didn't travel to Nashville, shit
I was born in the heart
'Round a bunch of Dixie chicks
And some slick-ass cars dancin'

cheers
And chanting I started panicking and shitting bricks
Next thing you know I was getting raped by all three Dixie Chicks
After they were done their

just for the straw
But also lightin' up and strummin' on a guitar

I said man-oh-man
Where'd the good times go?
Back when Fall by Clay Walker was

believe me? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Until you try to be more than a dude with a chain
Cube already told you:

Might pull up in something new
Yeah, that's all I want
Brand new, ain't no used new
Yeah, that's all I want
My lil chick got foreign coupes
Yeah,

that country's part of me yeah

No shirt, sun burnt
Smile like I'm trouble sent
Dixie chicks, truck beds, Cheyenne, '86
Surface rust, plenty dents

I just got a brand new blicky to go with my glizzy
I'm takin felony chances by just havin them wit me
A couple bands in my pants I'm not a skater but

I just got a brand new blicky to go with my glizzy
I'm takin felony chances by just havin them wit me
A couple bands in my pants I'm not a skater but

To scratch my itch
I'd rather run them ditzy trixie Dixie chicks
Summa cum laude
Pull up swerving in that big body
Southern twang up in my speech
Purple chains

leave tonight...

Confess I am a Dixie man
I feel tore up and I can't stand
To see my Carolina burn away
The drums are calling me to fight
I'll be there

a trance
snap of her fingers taking off your pants
Pull up This ain't by chance
She's got it down to a twisted romance
She's the devil in disguise don't trip

I write are these thumpin' hit's
I'm represent them country folks
Them rednecks and them Dixie chicks
Can't nobody tell me nothin', so hardheaded

turn good chicks into realer ones 

Type of chick that doesn’t let you feel her up
Subtle swagger but you know she cleaning up 
Tryna buy a young crib

chance I got
And he would begin to cry
Telling me the stories of his days long gone by
Well he started out in an old jazz band
Up in Chicago town
That old

Pac 
Biggie 
Even the Dixie chicks 
Self conscious
Even more pressure being black an 
That's why they scared thought 
They could steal the land 
Claim

old chick has went and got away
You a Queen, but every Queen needs a pawn to play
I hate the way you appear on my timeline
Summertime sadness well you

breathe is smoke clouds
Faded all I feel is toned down
This all I needed, needed
 
[Verse 2]
Up so high I should be pissin’ in a dixie cup
Run that quick

like the Troy Davis’ stint in prison
Can’t believe the shiftiness
Like the ‘Memphis 3‘, he should’ve gotten Eddie Vedder & a Dixie chick
So pay attention

thick Dixie-chicks
YEE-YEE-YEE I'm with you on that brother
YEE-YEE
Alright man I gotta go, gotta go sanitize my chickens

on 65 swervin through lines
Scared so bad on dixie highway to the point that I’m crying 
Nothing from my early life has been formal 
Growing up was far

a girl shine she perfect practicing her poses
No need to unwind I'm as calm as the stoics
My grass is growing and I'm a published poet
No sweat I'm fully