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"Gimme a thank you man" > Tim Dog
(repeat 2X 4X faster)
I'm as bad bad as Brown Brown
Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun
If you got beef beef then you'll get ground
Cut up in soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the mound
Not a rebound but a hound I get down down
Never a leash but I get loose
Producin somethin fresher than fruits, got soul than combat boots
Diggin two scoops of raisins for the troops out of some
so amazin like everyday Joe but not Bazooka
I used to be a hooper but now I troop to a free flow
Me go with mi amigo, to see the Man Chico
The alienaeno, I roll the instrumentals
Like Jack I be like Nimble never to a bimbo
Not your sex symbol so save soft stuff for the Care Bears
The way I freak OHHHH the Monkees sayin, "Hell yeah"
Correction, "Hell yes"; old folks wanna
on how I walk talk and dress, they say my life's a
But I'm straight, are you straight, if you straight, I'm straight
Rock me tonight, just for old time's
to our regularly scheduled program, program
I am so flam, I slam a slam, BAM, I slam
like Conan the Barbarian, if you talk loud, play librarian
see I want it quiet in here...
I a Markyiana a bunch of funky Uncle Thomases
Play like Christopher Williams cause I gotta my promises
to stick to my roots and not dilute cause G this two colors
I'm tired of seein these non dancin motherfuckers
"Gimme a pound, you man" --> Tim Dog
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For a record a nigga'll sell his soul to go gold
and reach a large scale, sellin for the pale
and I can't tell, why for a hoe you grow a
and stop ale, the booty probably smell
Ain't no pussy a sale at least not for the kid to do a bid
Shit you musta flipped you lid, you was wit you you slid
Got doodoo skids on my cause I got rhymes up the ass
If I pass gas, ducks fast or gets trimmed a mustache
I must ask what's goin on rap, white kids actin black
It's like sellin fatback
Get back to your Mac, that stuff is with all these dancetracks
I'm hearin rap from Antrhax, my the Caravan cracks
You're wack, that's the only thing black Scooter
When we was on the streets, you was at home on computer
I'ma shoot a diss well like a fist to all wack groups
are wack as hell! And they sample wack loops
I'm wonderin how the hell they get a deal I still see that far
I feel like Hill, I could just kill an A&R
or in Charge, it surely ain't Charles
but you ain't G-in hip-hop, it's ours
"Gimme a pound, you man" --> Tim Dog
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It's you sick I'm sicker, I flick a flea flicker
Think of thatI boa constrictor but the venom I
is stricter, I I stick the stinkin to a stunk
If soda was a dog, then I would be like drunk
If if was a I would lift the fifth and a spliff
not a myth about our dick width, I'm swift and I shoot the

In essence count your blessings I got a if you riff
I'm a with SOULLLLLLLLLL, my last name should be Smith-sonian
I'm gassin girls heads, just like
Get em ready to bone me and, then I custodian
and off the lights this is the likes of a
ticketing high jumping radio rumping brother
Got Seoul Korea gimme an inch I'll take a liter
A chick is a chick that's how I her
never go pop I'm not a two
A true leader, don't to follow, choose what I swallow
whether water or a bottle, of course I play the lotto
em? No, share em? A hoe
I like the girls the girls I a life with a bro
cause U-A-C is family, much tighter foundations
that holds up the walls, so you proceed with caution
"Gimme a pound, you man"
"Gimme a pound" (4X)