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a go
And I washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the club wit me find a chick to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the told me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

Bleek come you, try to seduce you
Half Black and Chinese, she gave me the
A little bit of that, soup
From the hood, got more chips then

But matter fact, got cheese than nacho
Not from rap, I used to fuck wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by
Now you haters wanna crowd my

grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face
For they butterfly-stitch ya
If ya bitch line, put the bitch in place
If the record 'Just' get the blaze, nigga

Put in back, on the block for
The Roc get hot, let 'em "It's the Roc, in ya area"
You warn ya folks
hate to see a real clique, but now

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

Highest act, highest paid to rap
I advance myself, and pay myself
Ha, man you love that
When them on "E" man you gotta hug that
Corner you wanna proposal and lock that
Kill a for the scrilla man I'm not above that

Oh on Young, let me get it back
You got in these streets, Lord, let me get a gat
Boy you now tuned into the
Can't beat us, join us, fade us, hate us

Nigga it's nothin', my and half dozens
That's 'cause we scramble, we Vick's half cousins
Boy and get ya mind right
We gon' put you on the news, you want lime light
Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like
men, we put on UPN

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

One, in the club, two, models to go
Three, of Arma', four, jars of dro
Five shots to draw, my six took off
Seven you Heaven, or eight, everything's a go

Mami got ice in ya drink
Long legs short skirt, what you mean, a go
My out die of the club wit Timbs
Nine on ya waist, let's roll we in

Nigga I'm back for, I'm to clap boy
You holdin' me back go
I into action, Brooklyn I'm back for
I'm it back boys 'cause

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go