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Where do I Start? Let's see what they wanna hear? Let me see where I started at (Uh) Hood cats are part of where it started at (No doubt) We
Mister Five by Five He's five feet tall and he's five feet wide He don't measure no more from head to toe Than he do from side to side Mister
and a little bit of head rah What means the world to you, to sex is sweet wit a cat who eat What means the world to you, lots of cheese shopping sprees? What
a ginger cat He's very tall and thin You would know him if you saw him For his eyes are sunken in His brow is deeply lined with thought His head is highly
you'll see the truth written by the masters My niggas is chilling, getting high, relaxing Envisioning, owning shit, yo it can happen What do we own? Not
When I only touched a frog I'm quittin' you Momma Packing up and I'm gone I grabbed my matchbox Pair of socks and ham and cheese Put it in my lunch box
nigga Yo, you need to walk straight, master your high Son you missin' out on was passing you by I done seen the streets suck a lot of cats dry But
the pussy talking to me so I I talk to back like, uh Hey kitty, kitty, kitty cat Won't you gimme, gimme, gimme that Hey kitty, kitty, kitty cat Won't you
stone so you don't get wet Don't push his head right under to gain one more step You point out his flaws but you've got the claws You blame that fat cat
came quick? Them same cats on the most wanted list We can hit them, then straight disappear in the mist ...Won't cease to exist I shoot to kill,
"Yo, is this your cat?" "Awww, yes! Where'd you find him at?" "He was stuck in a tree up by uptown Manhattan" "Well, how the hell did you save him? Are
there ain't nothing the truth Ain't another day goes by where I'm feeling So much anxiety in my head I don't even wanna get out of bed Prolly gonna cat
his whole squad afraid to set it Yo, I heard, son Son, is rockin' iceberg Dunn Got up out the hood, wouldn't believe that, this cat would Head
boy, toy, not a Matchbox Jealous hoes try to key it up, with scratch marks That's the price you pay, when you park after dark Narc's try to search her,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!) At the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs. (ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!) The man has come between us,
ho ho Everybody say And check it out now Who is the cat eating out on the town? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And make the whole dining room turn they head
of rivers All aboard the freak parade I cover up my head and pray I'm praying for the cat with the cream I'm praying for the cat with the cream I
gat busting Head touchers Crooked train robbing gold rushers Super Cat's sick, everything be cool irie Pass the peace pipe like Chief Cocheese, yeah
pain I can get you John Doe by a no name Catch him at the Chinese store Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein Nah nigga, Smack can't hear (hair)
left I realised I'm a godly creation Huh Uh, guess you know I don't believe that You always knew I saw myself as such a cool cat But you can just
afraid I'm afraid now honey I'm afraid I'm afraid I will die tonight Without you by mi side So send your guardians for me Black cat and a crow clways
Who else is firm? Me and Travis, the on the dot cat Better be a good lil' cat, hooker don't pop crack 'cause I'm Top Cat [samples] [Slick Rick] Let me
This conversation's hurting my brain Filling my head with pain I don't give a fuck about the sun So this small talk isn't very fun I'd rather be
chat Blah blah blah blah I've been abandoned by my cat
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