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Have my youngins run up on your watch like it’s about time
My head on cloud nine mayor you see they doubted mine
Pull up with a bitch face a seven her

heat
Design a murder scene faster than
An architect with a masters
One out of three niggas you know slang
That's a accurate fraction
Sunday dinner denim

villianous mind
Innocent of his evil designs

Guess what?  What?
Chicken Butt!  No!

No one in the city now ever says what
For fear that the reply will be

talk, money talks bitch I said enough
Ok, iced out like a Frigidaire
Black truck like the city Mayor
Where I'm from you can't visit there
Big Pun bitch I

the can, shoot hoops in a hanger, now I'm
Stackin up my paper, and savin' it for later
Free my man, I was rollin' wit' the mayor, at the
Top of the buildin'

the can, shoot hoops in a hanger, now I'm
Stackin up my paper, and savin' it for later
Free my man, I was rollin' wit' the mayor, at the
Top of the buildin'

of pounds and
I hated myself and I felt like a clown
Now I'm the mayor of my city, Hightstown
Dripping so hard, your girl wanna lick me right down
And I got

that long
Where a lot of people get
Poked up and clapped on
My job really putting on for the city
You get popped like a wheelie for
Saying some old silly