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[Grand Puba]
Ha ha ha!
Hey, hey
Yeah...

Nowadays I`m on some extra be careful (shit)
I take precaution, before I slide up in the slit
Man (fuck
..."What the fuck are you lookin' at!?"

(Chorus)
Which one of ya'll wanna get etched out in chalk
Better watch how you talk when you talk the talk
Yeah
This a dance song for all my thugs in the club that don't dance
Just be in the back arms folded
Cap pulled down
Just on the cut scopin'
mean it might insult ya (ha) 
I'm like an ultra vulture
I fuck around and catapult ya
Torch ya
Thought yo parents taught ya
You guys is cho-cha
I'm
Oh! Millitainment Oh!
Millitainment Oh! Millitainment Come on
Millitainment Oh! Millitainment This one is the hot one!
Millitainment Aiyyo!
That we never gon' stop and we never gon' fade 
Twiztid in this bitch with the juggalo serande 
Vampire, serial killa with an axe 
I'm a maniac 
Scarin'
and call it 24s
You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fuck wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you
I was sitting back, and I was thinking man
I ain't even trying to deal with this shit no more, you know
Cham' I don't know what to do yo, ya know
don't give me room to move

(Fabolous)
I gotta stay on the move so this cat got more spots than a leopard-skin
Safe's in the ceiling, I stash drugs
body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with a V-Dub engine
Man I'm high off life, fuck it I'm wasted
Bey Venay kicks, or them Marvin Kaye wrists
My
This beat's a car collision
Check out my car collection
Yea look at my rims hoe
Mercedes wit' them kidneys
Naw that's a Benzo
I don't pop them pills
and call it 24s
You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fuck wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you
came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga, look at me now
And I never turn back, so mutha fuck that
Nike's on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked
Baby, Beretta'd up
Yeah this your beat army
Hit them niggaz up
Then we breeze off Tommy
Fuck it, right behind me
The whole block behind me (yup)

[Chorus]
the mall
They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin 'em all
With the girls a lotta flirtin involved, but dawg
Fuck all that flirtin, I'm tryna get
This beat's a car collision
Check out my car collection
Yea look at my rims hoe
Mercedes wit' them kidneys
Naw that's a Benzo
I don't pop them pills
may slap and we get clothes mayne 
Fuck coke whites, 'cause my vans fukkin gold 
Got new top-siders finna fly like kites 
Go to sleep in the day, go
Love it or leave it.

When's the last time you ever see a dude like this
I moved my shit, get back to the crew I did. 
Make stacks of a few ideas,
euros, euros, izi
Petit bâtard, C'est la vie!

I'm strapped up and I'm violent,
'bout to start a riot
See this chick,
Take her to the bathroom and I
understand that way
I'll never do enough to this niggas like Mr. Andre
Sixteens want me to keep writing until I'm Donte
Retired Culpepper from Carolina like
personal so I don't take shit personal (Take shit personal)
Can't take shit personal
'Cause you don't know nothing 'bout me
Right

I came in this world on my
walk into a mall with a gun, people are panicking
Scream "Fuck the world" then I shoot a couple mannequins
Hop onto my bike and ride away like Sons
of Swishers Sweets
Fuck a body a week ago, boy get killed this week
You a killer yeah yeah yeah you be killing me
He got 10 bands for 8 bars, yeah I'm
Yeah
Usher, baby
This is for the A

Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole
That don't make you a hoe
Shawty, I don't mind when you work

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