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Man at ya dog Petey Petey hey y'all hey y'all
Carolina dog, still got my shirt off
Still for convicts in Sing-sing to Burgaw
Still rockin' T-T-Timbaland uh-uh uh-uh

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

I got some pantyhose
Still in the bag now tell me
I a Macaroni Jerome Jerome to Don Corleone
Petey Petey the pussy beater I suck 'em, fuck 'em, send 'em

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

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

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

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

You ain't never seen before
But when shit drop, all she wrote
International playa you go
All they is that Timbaland and Petey Pablo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In a 18-wheeler blowin' my
Granddad in the pickin' beans and corn-corn
Mama saw that a star was born-born
Mama said star go mow lawn-lawn

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

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

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

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