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

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

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

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

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

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

You ain't seen this before
But when this shit drop, all she
playa D-D-Deah you go
All they want is Timbaland and Petey Pablo

Now me ball, da-dunna-dunna
Rims spinnin', 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 in the Jumping Jack Flash
You don't hear the way ya disc jumpin' the track
I'm a jumpin' ass
Fist stomp I know you mad but ain't too you can do 'bout that

'Cause I'll make 'em the track tighten my belt and whoop y'all ass
Y'all niggas gon' understand why niggas wanna drop shit this year
Five and five equals ten 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 thangs
Got them guns, got 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

I'm the quicker crazy soda can crusher
River, rock path, mobile home 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, 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 nigga-nigga don't act that, playin'
Get a nigga smacked that, I'm sayin'
Get a nigga wig pushed back, Timbaland where ya at

In a blowin' my horn-horn
Granddad in the field pickin' beans and
Mama never saw that a was born-born
said star go mow that lawn-lawn

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

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

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

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