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under par in a Bentley golf cart
The Polo be cream but the Prada's caviar
Weezy I'm sick from all this tourin'
You told me (sip this) then call me in
Be wise, be smart, behave, my heart
Don't upset your cart when she's so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don't go off your beat, she's so
I'd like to take you by surprise at the grocery store
Grab you by the hand and step on the electric door
Leave the shopping cart right where it is
Be wise, be smart, behave, my heart
Don't upset your cart when she's so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don't go off your beat; she's so
pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
But you can't spell war without an A-R
15 I was pushing carts at K-Mart
By 21 they said I'd be
the kid to play the game
Now I'm an all-star, blasted out the ballpark
In my Lamborghini speedin', you a golf cart
California dreams, Amsterdam reality
with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing over the same cart
In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't give a fuck I don't play!
You think you
up around Crips, homie
Where you motherfuckers find this phony?
Acting hard, he's a tenderoni
The boulevard to the prison yard, I push this cart
Be wise, be smart, behave, my heart
Don't upset your cart when she's so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don't go off your beat; she's so
to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart
Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clark's
That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bar
My mouth dried,
a bargain
Like I bought it
From target
Hip hop is my supermarket
Shoppin' cart full of fake hip hop artists
I'm starvin' soarin' I gotta eat early
And I
Shopping cart full of fake hip hop artists
I'm starving, sorry, I gotta eat all it
And I'll be back in the morning

Phone home! Weezy
Phone home! Weezy
turning back once you make up your mind 
As the cart rattles on down in the mine 

[Chorus]
Way down in the mine, your tears turn to mud
And you can't
key to the cause right here
Our underneath

How I've spun my wheels with carts before my horse
When shine on the outside springs from the root
At the darktown strutters ball

I'll be down to get you in a push cart honey
Better be ready 'bout half past eight
I mean don't be late
Be there when the band
Be wise, be smart, behave, my heart
Don't upset your cart when she's so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don't go off your beat; she's so
Prices low like Wal-Mart
Bricks on I-9 get ya shopping cart
Knee deep in the dope game
I'm not a farmer but I'm known to push them collard greens
on the golf cart, sleepy
Y'all beneath me
Y'all be at the pawn shop, pawnin' watches
Obnoxious, can't stop us, we shottas
Say you killin' Pablo? Impossible
Be wise, be smart, behave, my heart
Don't upset your cart when she's so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don't go off your feet, she's too
the cart
Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark
And the priest stiff in hate now demanding fun begin
Of his women dressed as men for
the cart
Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark
And the priest stiff in hate now demanding fun begin
Of his women dressed as men for
reefer

Prices low like Wal-Mart
Bricks on I-9, get your shoppin' cart
Knee deep in the dope game
I'm not a farmer but I'm known to push them collard
at the darktown strutters ball

I'll be down to get you in a push cart honey
Better be ready 'bout half past eight
I mean don't be late
Be there when the band
apple cart

In a hundred ways
You'll be shouting her praise
She'll let ya, I mean she'll get ya

When she sees you fall
She will tell you, "That's

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