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Yo, all the fans we y'all
We gon' make one fo' the like fuck that

Old school eight can you see the Camilion
Below in the celing wood with on
a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat DVD's smoking stank and shit

Ain't dat shit Sunday bull and shit
Top air forces white tank and shit
nothing soft on boy stop thankin' it
I got a trophy at the ball banquet

This I get style we all that
To the back we all that to the
Red or new wall cap
Pause that bull shit you bout
the people start walkin out

If you we succeed regardless
Shine the hardest and I'll sign an
like the Beegee's
Please be we don't care, do you like us?

No, no, I y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat 4-4
And when I get everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat 4-4
And when I get everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just no

creation for steps of born leezys
Wrote rhymes in class, bored by
Church on easter, ignore the preacher
Do the up at school right under the bleachers

A wild little bity doin' rules
To this day they be lunatic rules
I'm wit the dudes that done it, don't even stunt it
You stay in the back doin' too much frontin'

See you hate us like to take risk son of a
I disc jockeys at home jockin' my disc
I'm gon' pretend y'all heard that shit
School boy 5'9 receive the and halfway rich

I'm gon' run out of town
Naw fuck y'all hate us I'm gon chill 'til they run out of
Royal, blue jack right at the
Ay yo I'm Lee can I park my car?

No, no, I y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he said

No, no, I know ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat 4-4
And when I get back everybody hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics and I think he just said no

Swervin', excursion limited fo
Fo' amps don't know my limit is
I've been packin' 22's like did
I've po' before know what a limit is

New engine new paint ain't D's spinnin'
Love rims, love lakers, who I love winnin', women
Spinnin', since the beggin' no mo' limits
Drom cuttys on 4's

No love fo hoes change like clothes
Hit 'em like switches then I pass on
We all know how the game should go
We all know of us love the same hoes

Like the preachers daughter fucked wit the barber
there on the other side of college encarta
For starters I both y'all smash
I get no ass so I had to ask, she said

No, no, I y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat 4-4
And when I get back everybody hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just

No, no, I know ain't say no uh oh
Be in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I he just said no

I'm frost bit oh shit is he in town?
Check the weather say temperature goin' down
Yep that's him he come to his rounds
him how it feel ten mill skin found

Beta not continue I can you how
Frank aww he done flood it wit rounds
know what to call me I can think of some nouns
Mr. Hoe Hopper, trick knocker, free

My G's getting depp like P.
I'm feelin' like B round for my whitney
Heel I'd take a if the stash is right
fo legged and her pants is tight

It ain't got to be fo eva it can be fo
class flight to Nellyville
So how it doin' sit ups on the virgin rug
Drinkin' criss out a mug, boughee, part thug, call me bug okay?

No, no, I know ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I he just said

No, no, I know y'all say no uh oh
Be in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tight and I think he just said no

Uh oh, north side one time let me ya, uh oh
side one time let me here ya, uh oh
East on time let me here ya, uh oh
West side on time let me ya, uh oh

What, why man yo breath smell like shit
If yo momma breath like that nigga
She libel to some motherfucker
Man if yo eyebrows look the way yo's do
It like a caterpillar layin' on her fo'head
Nigga yo momma snort anthrax and she still