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Man holla at ya dog Petey Petey hey 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 role, different stroll
Impose, every nigga in here tryin' best to with Petey hoes
I got em by the boat load, skin to pink-toes
Lil' to big hoe, nineteen to forty-fo'

I got 1965 pantyhose
Still in the plastic bag now me
I ain't a Macaroni Jerome Jerome to Don
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 many boy I ought to buy my own
Petey-ott, swiss, Petey inn, Petey 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 them
Got them guns, got them stunts uh, I

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

P-p-pardon me dog, it's the gitchie from the bar
It's really a tittie bar but I got no license for it
I got the what they plenty H, plenty O
Plenty guns, plenty motherfucker chew ya road

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the quicker picker-upper crazy can crusher
River, rock path, mobile home country
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 act like that, playin'
Get a nigga like 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
Mama said star go mow that

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 this switch blade
Nigga you better pay what the hook say

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 stunts uh, I

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

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