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Show Girl (Remix Parts Tribute to Jay Tee feat.Young Dru & Baby Bash) (Remix Kit) · Brutal Raps, Vol. 1: Sex & Lies (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daiquiri Factory Cocaine Raps, Vol. 2 (Andre Nickatina) · Cocaine Raps (Andre Nickatina) · Khanthology, Vol. 2: Cocaine Raps 1992-2008 (Andre Nickatina) · Yo! MTV Raps: Hits (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Yo! MTV Raps: A Journey Back in Rhyme (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Yo! MTV Raps!, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Yo! MTV Raps!, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · XXL Raps, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


but
I'mma make these niggas get on they shit doe
Do nothin' else I can write a hit doe
I'mma need five bricks for the show doe
Plus another 20k just
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby
It's deeper than the rap

Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm
yale to make bail

She said, "I'm hot baby, I can't work in this town
The vice pick me up just as soon as you put me down"
I said, "Shut the hell up ho
pussy sponsored by the barber and a bar of soap
I'm stealing cars with illogical
But on the bright side, they taught us how to drive 'em doe
We used
the mutherfuckin' GB [toke]
  and y'all gonna hear the original big baby really doe [toke]
  and the mutherfuckin' 9 to the deuce!
  I know you heard that big baby
(maybach music, its deeper than the verse baby, its deeper than the rap).

[Chorus]
Doing a 150 miles and running,
Get up in the way then you
closer to this paper (hella dope baby)
Get closer to these ends
"Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe"

Yo I remember when we first did it
Nobody with
by baby where you at huh?
Raise ya hand high
You don't suck what that's a damn lie
Got red rye my man ride my fam tide
So i need a real chick 
Someone
around town is Baby Beesh
Pimpin' in high velocity, y'all squares betta back up off me
'cause we gonna do what the hell we do
Baby Bash the ghetto
Who's fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the attack
And fuck Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING that
Cause y'all sell em to the stores then buy 'em
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
the hell and back
So know yalls coz I can never just sell you raps
This is my life laid on wax

Chorus:

Get doe, get low, live life, get nice, rock ice, buy
Waiting, for my baby
Waiting, for my baby
I’m on the pier, I’m waiting for my baby
I’d like to see her and I don’t mean maybe
She goes by
smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your
single direction 

Guessin' stressin' they tensin' 

Yo Doe-V yo teach 'em now the new lessons 

Doe V: 

It's team player baby hold this shit down
Who's fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the attack
And fuck Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING that
Cause y'all sell em to the stores then buy 'em
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
Straight outta the muthafuckin' crib, ho
On 128th, me and Slim, doe
Dead broke, we was smoking mid, bro
Baby mama hollerin' "How we suppose to live tho?!"
and, drive-by shootin?
So to whom it may concern, this letter is to show
That real niggas only rap about what they know

I do it all for the cash,
esperando el todo dia
En Espanol
En el sol ay mama mia


Doe-you... goe yoe yoe yoe
Goe-yoe... goe yoe yoe yoe


Waiting... for my baby
no wealth
So I whined up dancin by my God damn self
But I pay my money, just like you
And baby I'ma do what I came to do
You see I can't wait around
for baby bopper I would a died from pounds a some years ago
Young savage I be hearing you doe, You got some tiger in you though
Nigga sounding like
working
With the damn thing
Dribble baby ain't seen
What I do to a ounce of doe
A whip man on my pager
Like I pay you folks
To whip some more
I'm
when she grows up

A ha
Yeah
C'mon, G-G-G-G-UNIT!
Hailie (what?)
Come here baby
Bring daddy his Oscar (okay)
Where gonna shove up Ja Rule's ass
get, get your moneyman (yeah)
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Ice-T baby)
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your