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Def Jam,
The remix,
Come
What,

I said, "I could give it to you but gonna do with it?
I could it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do it?
I give it to you but what, but what, what, what?

I could give it to you but gonna do with it?
When I'm in Daygo, I'm my music
With my dog and dogettes we loop
Me and lil' like book and Luke duke

Now come see me get me Lex
'Cuz this song'll be bigger than it is Whoop Whoop
Whatcha gon do with it when I give you some?
Wha-wha-what what? Hit him in the gut
If you know the scoop then keep your mouth shut

Flow what? Flow 'cause I got
See me on the moon by 2004
Party with the OG's spaceships and D's
If they don't make no songs these, plow, plow
'Cuz it's my style when I flex, go next, flow

I said, "I could it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could give it to you but whatcha do?
I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do it?
I could it to you but wha-what? Wha-what?

I'm too for my motherfuckin' hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low
I'm too for my motherfuckin' hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my low rider

Yo, place your for slaughter
You got balls to up, you leave on the walker
You oughta be hittin' tracks than Nauta
My little friend barks like Roof, why I brought her

Brooklyneese, head and charge
you see me, cock it back, squeeze it hard
Or I scare the shit out you, the bitch out ya
Xstort your rhyme until you're puttin' your up

Niggas in the hood no doubt could the trial
I'm so cool I be shoppin' in the aisle
Gimme mic, you don't got no wheels
Look through the periscope, locked you in

Started bustin' like the white boy in learning
Stick you up more hair when you put perm in
Die, be a kleptomaniac in
I even take eyes seven thirty fives

Dub, Mack 10, wha-what? What?
I'm 'bout to a chicken head gu-gut, gu-gut, gut

I said, "I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do it?
I give it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I could give it to you but gonna do with it?
I give it to you but what, but what, what, what?

I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood,
I'm too for my motherfuckin' low rider
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood,
I'm too for my motherfuckin' low rider

say, "What, what? I say, "Whoop, whoop"
Bangin' the wood in the 84 coupe
When it come to gangsta raps, you know, got 'em
saggin' in khakis with the cuff on the bottom

Hip hop or yayo, you don't like 1-0
Twenty on the Benz, thirteen gold on the four
the way I twist my fingers, you know, I'm from
So much ice on my wrist that my hand feels

I flippin' off sherm or the green that be stickin'
Though I rock the microphone, I can sell a chicken
Hoo bangin' from the W S C
Mack 10, G with the Recipe

Hit 'em again, hit 'em
Who's the braided beard, baby?
Hustla when it comes to my
WC, clatter for clearin' the section
Bangin' a bandana, the westside connection

Testin', microphone checkin', check out my
Smashin' misdemeanors, with Jayo Felony
Steadily, them ends, wreckin' the mirrors slow
Loc, I'm too sexy for my fuckin'

I said, "I give it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could give it to you but whatcha do?
I could it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could give it to you but what, but what, what,

I'm too for my motherfuckin' hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low
I'm too for my motherfuckin' hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my low rider