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[Chorus: 2X] Yeah, how you like it You want a good time, you alright, you C'mon, how you like me You have a good time
Yo! Better shoe spots, red and drops I used to serve those, those my Dane cracked the when the fuckin room's hot If my CD was skippin get a boombox New full of Polo, champ rugged low Mocc's So hot, right before I popped the show stopped You can't box, I seen hands on an old clock The old ox never marked you, blow pop Prophesized Don it's me, aqua mink And my arms'll be, 20 G's scrill like "Pardon me," I'ma be honesty Your man with the Dom P like Sean Connery Heard he fight crime like the old man you the business, crackheads and the wannabeez And I keep drugs in the Tony pharmacy Housewives slobbin me cause they honor me
Hey, Mister! Please let my in Thugs and my women in, you don't want no problem with We got burners on the dancefloor Goons is in, shanks and machetes in Three to the head again, Ghost Hennesyyyyyy All haters wit'chall math off