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flock flock
What the f*** f*** f***
Hoes flock flock flock
What the f*** f*** f***
Hoe flock
With that gun
She's loose
She gets going off the goose
She's

in numbers 
Go forth and get one 

Birds of a feather
Flock together, oh 
Birds of a feather
Flock together, oh 

We watch the boys and girls

in numbers 
Go forth and get one 

Birds of a feather
Flock together, oh 
Birds of a feather
Flock together, oh 

We watch the boys and girls

like it's the latest fashion
Put your heart on my sleeve like it's the latest
I gotta dip, dodge, duck--you lookin kinda stuck
I get on the microphone

list of hits in the stores
And for you sample-happy suckers out there breaking the laws
Rather hit you where it gets you, bring you up on a charge
You'd

my wishes 
Never at the bottom 
Keep myself from out the ditches 

Yeah
They 'gon flock 
They 'gon flock 
They 'gon flock (flock, flock)
They 'gon

pleasure, dodge pain
Seek pleasure, dodge pain
Seek pleasure, dodge pain
Seek pleasure
Seek pleasure
Seek pleasure
Seek pleasure
Okay, I'm in and I'm out

Big up Zammar on this fucking ting
I try live good but Im out with the mandem out on blocks
Out on blocks out on
Lemme ship this pack straight

give more than I get, gift the game a corsage
Still, them haters wanna tell me get the fuck outta Dodge

Get the fuck outta Dodge nigga, the fuck outta

ain't going out
I told my P.O. don't Be coming to my mama house
I hit up Lil Tae
I told him bih let's get on route
I hit up Ken whenever
My smokers say

I keep a stick on me when I'm cookin'
Hop out the whip, got these niggas lookin'
These niggas see me, then they bookin'
AR-15 knock him off his

Gotta watch out for the worst, dodge a coffin and a hearse
Y'all be awkward and absurd, dawg you talking shit then swerve
All my opps is in reverse, I'm

why these niggas hate me
Cuz bitches love me
Boy don't try me, cause I'm dangerous
I up it
Fuck the Dodges and the Text
Me, me in public
I catch these

Ooh you done changed up, a pretty penny neva change us
No A/C in my whip dangerous, ridin' high now watch me dodge the wrangluh's

Secure the bag
I been

to the mountain tops
Always on my own wave never copied opps
You busters copping out
Watch your mouth
Be on the chopping block
Like a chicken flock
Huh
Be

to you
Hey how are ya doin'
Sorry you can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you
Check it out

Party

Cause we the champions
Riding with the dodge you feel the passion
We all get stuff
Cause we the champions
Riding with the dodge you feel the passion

Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey)

De La Soul

De La Soul Is Dead

1991

how are ya doin
Sorry you can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you
Check it out

Party

just can't wait
To get to the top to chill with 2Pac (yep)
Smell what I'm cooking but this ain't the Rock (nah)
Up on some grown shit cause this ain't

know it's sittin' high
Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie
Don't tread on me, I'm a rebel 'til I die
With my arm out the window with
A jar full

flock
Yo bitch I know she gone flock
That hoe I know she gone flock
That broad I know she gone flock

Bitches on my line trying to find out how I got time

Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey)

De La Soul

Gimix

2001

Hey how are ya doin
Sorry you can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you
Check it out

Party

M.O.B.

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

groups, runnin' in flocks
Deuce-deuce in my socks, keepin' a watch out for cops
Gettin' kicked, I keep my mind on my riches
While uncontrolled schemes

the rules and
You'll get paid fuck the fools
We up out of this bitch here bIATCH!