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J-Kwon  

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Kwon Ji Yong  

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Yapat'cha galwadadeh lwo
Batonga
Ankwinla djina remi (na)

Lile gogoto wemak kwon
Lilia limeto wemak kwon
Batonga
Batonga
Baton'
Batonga
Batonga
or do i would like to introduce myself
J-Kwon
And welcome to the Hood Hop album
Drum roll please
[Intro - J-Kwon - talking]
Ay world, this Streets 101
I'm fin' to give you a half a pound of J-Kwon
And a quarter bird of TrackBoy music

[Hook -
[Intro - J-Kwon]
I make erry mu'fucka in this bitch do the whop (J-Kwon)
This the new improved Hood Hop
I make erry mu'fucka in this bitch do
[Intro - J-Kwon]
(HRRR! HRRR! HRRR! HRRR!)
I can do it too, hrr hrr hrr
(HRRR! HRRR! HRRR! HRRR!)
I can do it, hrr, hrr! hrr!

[Verse - J-Kwon
*featuring Eboni Eyes

[whispering]
TrackBoyz.

[J-Kwon]
Come on..yeah
Come on..yeah
Come on..yeah
Come on..ay

[Verse - J-Kwon]
Call me,
and crack cockran'
Gabbi represent'n St. Louis and ain't stoppin'
I'm sick and tired of this lame brain shit
Kwon getting money, now Kwon getting fittyz
[J-Kwon]
Track boys
Whoa whoa 
You heard the name J-Kwon
Whoa whoa
Yea you'll see me in a minute
Whoa whoa
Petey pablo
Whoa whoa
We gettin'
my friends nigga I ain't crazy

[J.D Chorus]

[J.D Bridge]

[J-kwon]
Now I'm what can chill
Till the moment I lose mine
And when I lose mines
azimiz

[J-Kwon]
Ye ain't big (big) whipping
Ye ain't steady tip tipping
No girl getting homie
You ain't fresh azimiz
Think ye is (think ye is)
But
ain't got it (ye ain't got it)
You don't keep it thuggin like I keep it thuggin
Lil buddy you ain't fresh azimiz

[J-KWON]
Ye ain't big (big) whippin
Deoderante
Till The Day I Die eeeeeeea
(Coff Pause) Woo It's Get Blowed
Yo Ya Boy J-kwon He's A Mothafucking Law In The Making Baby
Wooo Woo
But Got one
pistol on me, I got one
This check homie, I got one
Respect homie, I got one

This Polo, not Izod
I get dough like Tae Kwon
Asking me what I'm on
I
group baby

You kwon

Alex, your daddy loves you

Llora guitarra como llora es niña

Y quien diablo fue?
Un desgraciado sin corazón
Dígame como
a room
Meantime, we're cutting our hands at the ke-bab shop
In the streets of fear
Forgetting all out best tai-kwon-do moves
On a barrel of beer
We
a room
Meantime, we're cutting our hands at the ke-bab shop
In the streets of fear
Forgetting all out best tai-kwon-do moves
On a barrel of beer
We
'cause she always say I'm bad
Country wit my boxers and sneakers on
Right now my third leg need a sneaker on

[Chorus 2x]

[J-Kwon talkin over music]
Oh,
Keep the fo' pound round the 9 milli with me
So when the Feds run up, they likely not to hit me

Like J-Kwon everybody, in the club tipsy
You be
the shade. 

So all hail the Mary, crack the Moet, 

blast the boom-box, then act like George and Jet-son. 

'cause my style, similar to Tae Kwon Do, but
party rocker

I'm a lyrical black belt, so now you know
Some call it Tongue Fu, I call it Tae Kwon Flo!
Laissez les bon ton roulle
As I'm rockin' Paris
J-Kwon
She know I got more sauce than A1
Supposed to be at the gathering at 1
Shaun Carter bag, I'm trynna catch one
She too cute, tell her quick it
and murph blurr for me
Times got hard I had to get harder
Let me take that back I had to get smarter
16, I had me a daughter
Hold up J-Kwon lets get shit in
group baby

You kwon

Alex, your daddy loves you

Llora guitarra como llora es niña

Y quien diablo fue?
Un desgraciado sin corazón
Dígame como
after nobody thinks it's chic
Because I don't require approval in the end

In aught-four, D-Kwon's Dance Grooves swept the country
And suddenly old

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