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

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

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

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

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

I, got girls, got them thangs
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
It's really a bar but I ain't got no license for it
I got the what they want H, plenty O
Plenty guns, plenty bows motherfucker chew ya

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

Now me ball, da-dunna-dunna
Rims spinnin', on all the cars, da-dunna-dunna
Every time we hit 'em they different broads,
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
stomp I know you mad but ain't too much you can do 'bout that

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

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

I'm the picker-upper crazy soda can crusher
River, rock path, mobile home motherfucker
Rep the dirty like a car commercial you ain't it pitchin'
the smell in the pasture, I'm the Cacky-lacky shit

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

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

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

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

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

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