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Man holla at ya dog Petey Petey hey hey y'all
bird 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 1965 pantyhose
in the plastic bag now tell me
I ain't a Macaroni Jerome to Don Corleone
Petey Petey the pussy beater I 'em, fuck 'em, send 'em home

I gets my thug on, weekends, I get me 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 them girls, got thangs
Got them guns, got them uh, I said
I, got them girls, got thangs
Got them guns, got stunts uh, I said

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

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

You never seen this 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
spinnin', 20's on all the cars, da-dunna-dunna
Every time we hit 'em they broads, da-dunna-dunna
Now ain't ready

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

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

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

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

I'm the quicker crazy soda can crusher
River, rock path, mobile home motherfucker
Rep the dirty like a car commercial you ain't heard it
the smell 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
Petey Pab got a bag of vats and a gat if it come to
So nigga-nigga act like that, playin'
Get a nigga smacked that, I'm sayin'
Get a nigga wig back, damn Timbaland where ya at

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

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

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

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

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