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Make That Ass Talk

Chingy

Powerballin'

2004

Yeah, you
I bet you had to jump up and down
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to wiggle it around
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to lay back on the bed

the mix
We in this bitch
Hold the drac' like we in the 6
A lot of niggas stress
Walk around bulletproof vests
I be the first one to test
Life hanging by

Yeah Yeah

504 Boyz

Ballers

2002

past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't

still get higher with the days
Told me you close by, but I still let you get away
We still callin' and talkin' now and then
That's how I know it's real

They say to me I can't understand him
Him meaning me the E Earthadox maybe
Put a book in your brain they call you Sir Book a Lot
I mix a lot

I been up and down
Lookin' around
Open your eyes and see what's now
It's T-N-R-O-B-D, creepin' up on beat
Seeing a lot of progress up on these sheets

to draw out of this well
Our father Jacob dug it and the stories it could tell
From this well drank his children and his kettle by the score
Where is your

And now we locked in to the end

I smile back at them with straight teeth (yes-yessir!)
'Cuz none of y'all can say you made me (no-no sir!)
It took a lot

And you're gonna look up, these days gonna keep going by

So do you let the days go by and look up
And you done wasted a year doing what
Or do you just pick it

married

Baby got back she be on it doing squats
When I'm In It I be whiping it call me sir mix a lot
Switch lanes when moods change
Excited by games

And the droppin' seed now, the girls, the powers, the plan
A strong into the boys, our dance moves does amaze
It's not a quick step jump, creates a different phase

mouthpiece, bet it up
I'm charged up in my lane like a Tesla
I paused up on the game, then I leveled up
All pressure on you lames, I'm a pressure cuff
I don't

If I don't make it I'ma fail
Jump ship, I had to bail
On all the drugs that I'm taking
I caught myself gettin' complacent
If I don't flip, I'ma flop

I woke up early morning get myself straight before I go
I bust that dutchie down the middle then I roll it up with dro
I mix that purple with that OG

steppin', mix it with Givenchy (Yeah)
I'ma take Perc' 30's 'til I OD ('Til I OD)
I just copped a million dollars by my lonely (Lonely)
Now I got a lot

get you some, it's plentiful (lot)
When I say quickie, let's hurry up, that mean I'm in a rush
Real street nigga, spit on that, uh, 'fore we finna

must do
Tell you go home like eew 
Hope it came off very rude
You say I'm lame I dont know sir
Don't talk to me no more 
Do not say that it does hurt
You

BGR
(It's Lil Byron on this track who you Thought it was)
BGR
When you hear me on the song you Gone know wassup (You already Know)
It's Lil Byron

a minute
Cut em off
I got phone call from homie
I was catching the brees
On a Sunday early morning
Rolling and blowing on trees
He said he got jump
By some

they were bottle tops;
Keeping dubies in our socks,
Rolling cigars by the box,
Rapping to the cuties
With big buddies like Sir Mix-A-Lot;
Knowing we

State of the Art

Sudden Death

Fatal Accident Zone

Whodini disappeared and Doug E. Fresh went stale
And I think Sir Mix-A-Lot got into some bad ale
The Fat Boys broke up and then one of 'em died
And when I

and conquering)
Live and conquer (we're living)
Live and conquer (and conquering)
Live and conquer (We're living, living and conquering)

I'm not Sir Mix-a-Lot but

Tonight's da Night

Redman

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 1: East Side

1996

askin' if I can slam it
I'm

Yo, yo, Redman, man, what the fuck, man
Get the fuck off that, punk smooth shit, man
Get with that rough shit, man, you

like Deebo? lil bitch Im Nino!
I Jump in that water like Nemo I'm thinking i need mo'
I see it I get it like repos bitch this the cheat code
Bitch this