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Yo, on, this is the way that I'm cut, right?
Or why I sing, how I dipped red lights
is Ghost Deini's, stretched out
On stage the gauge, flash the tech like Clint East

Polo drawers, velour headband, convertible couch
In the back with the two
I'm the man, nigga, when I come dressing rooms
Had the goose ready, cream and a bag of shrooms

And a nice suite, room service every minutes
I need a foot massage, the massause
She do it for me, do it for God
I got the mix CD on with all DeBarge

Oil me up, please, my nuts, me a story
Tuck me in, something like the say
Pass me the cold fresh squeezed OJ, I got five
my pillow, after I'm done, do my DJ

'Cause of that I'ma the show tonight
The Twat Team get those hoes tonight
That's Theodore shit if you in your
Two step, you slipped, get whole crew wet

'Cause of that I'ma rock the show
The Twat Team gon' get those tonight
That's shit if you in your whip
Two step, you slipped, get your crew wet

Stand like the Eiffel, spiteful
Sport the shoe, nice with the mic since high school
Fuck who who, fend to not, niggas, trifeful
cycles to get dough, it's so delightful

Criminal IQ's, convo's with the sky view
This is what I do, pioneer, my peeps rule
Fuck Yacub, I'm factual, and living
Polo polobos the true religion, no superstition

This beat is sorta proof to listen and hear the
So you New Jack niggas kneel, sit it
Lick a fifth, get your piff and chill, fix grill
ill, seen the game vanish in air

From Delores to the glamourest gear, and prove
How I move, you know is near, never fool
rude, though my manner is there, get it straight
Say my before stuffing my face

'Cause of that rock this show tonight
hard, I'ma get that dough tonight
Crime money, all we do is two step
up and get your whole fucking crew wet

'Cause of that I'ma rock this show
hard, I'ma get that dough tonight
Crime money, all we do is just two
Slip up and get your fucking crew wet

Fuck the radio, the corners respect, I
I'ma about to get fly, like I'm a jet
Watch your mouth, little homey, I demolish rep
I'm like Atta, when I'm bombing the set

line, you got a problem with Deck
I'm like the police gun, son, a name pop in the jects
Hate in your blood, eyes, watching my step
I'm all money like the pres, no the rest

This is and grown man poking his chest
Play hero watch the K blow a in your vest
Why I flow I know I'm the best 'cause I'm spitting the piff
Half of dudes rollin' with stress

Come and see me, son you know the
block work, first homey, show me the checks
Hood crooks living over the edge, Ghost nah
a good look, focus, respect, yup

'Cause of I'ma rock this tonight
Light your weed, pop ya ects', let's go
House Gang on the floor, two step
You out of line, get your lame ass wet

'Cause of that I'ma rock this
Light weed, pop ya ects', let's go tonight
House Gang on the dance floor, two
You out of line, get lame ass crew wet