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Man holla at ya dog Petey Petey hey y'all hey
bird dog, still got my shirt off
Still reppin' for convicts in to Burgaw
Still rockin' with T-T-Timbaland uh-uh

I got a different role, stroll
Impose, nigga in here tryin' best to fuck with Petey hoes
I got em by the boat load, skin to pink-toes
Lil' bitty to big hoe, to forty-fo'

I got 1965 pantyhose
Still in the bag now tell me
I ain't a Macaroni Jerome to Don Corleone
Petey Petey the pussy beater I suck 'em, fuck 'em, 'em home

I gets my on, weekends, I get me club on, we in
So many hotels boy I to buy my own
Petey-ott, Petey swiss, Petey inn, Petey I, I
Man we did it

I, got them girls, got them
Got them guns, got them stunts uh, I
I, got them girls, got them
Got guns, got them stunts uh, I said

I, got them girls, got them
Got them stunts uh, I
I, got girls, got them thangs
Got guns, got them stunts uh

P-p-pardon me dog, it's the gitchie the gitchie bar
It's really a tittie bar but I ain't got no for it
I got the what want plenty H, plenty O
Plenty guns, plenty bows motherfucker chew ya

You ain't never this before
But when this shit drop, all she
International D-D-Deah you go
All want is that Timbaland and Petey Pablo

Now me ball, da-dunna-dunna
spinnin', 20's on all the cars, da-dunna-dunna
Every we hit 'em they different broads, da-dunna-dunna
Now y'all ain't

I'm the jumping in the Jack Flash
You don't hear the way ya jumpin' across the track
Nigga I'm a ass
Fist stomp I know you mad but too much you can do 'bout that

'Cause make 'em stop the track tighten my belt and whoop y'all ass
Y'all niggas understand why niggas don't wanna drop shit this year
and five equals ten Petey Pab Timbaland is all it is

I, got them girls, got thangs
Got guns, got them stunts uh, I said
I, got them girls, got thangs
Got them guns, got them stunts uh, I

I, got them girls, got them
Got them stunts uh, I
I, got them girls, got them
Got them guns, got them uh

I'm the quicker picker-upper crazy soda can
River, rock path, home country motherfucker
Rep the like a car commercial you ain't heard it pitchin'
Like the in the pasture, I'm the Cacky-lacky shit

Tr-tr-trash talkin' bitch, trust me man I ain't the one to get mad at
Pab got a bag of vats and a gat if it come to that
So don't act like that, playin'
Get a smacked like that, I'm sayin'
Get a nigga wig pushed back, damn Timbaland ya at

In a 18-wheeler my horn-horn
Granddad in the pickin' beans and corn-corn
Mama never saw that a was born-born
Mama star go mow that lawn-lawn

I it's hot as hell a nigga need some lemonade
Bump it it's 2000 a nigga needs some Maid
Go head and act up get cut with this blade
Nigga you better pay what the hook say

I, got them girls, got thangs
Got guns, got them stunts uh, I said
I, got them girls, got thangs
Got them guns, got them stunts uh, I

I, got them girls, got them
Got them uh, I said
I, got girls, got them thangs
Got guns, got them stunts, uh uh

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