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The remix,
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What,

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

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

Now see me get me Lex coupe
this song'll be bigger than there it is Whoop Whoop
Whatcha gon do with it baby when I you some?
what what? Hit him in the gut
If you don't know the then keep your mouth shut

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

I said, "I could give it to you but whatcha do with it?
I could give it to you but gonna do?
I could give it to you but whatcha do with 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 low rider
I'm too for my motherfuckin' hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my low rider

Yo, place order for slaughter
You got balls to walk up, you leave on the
You oughta be hittin' more tracks Nauta
My friend barks like Roof, that's why I brought her

Brooklyneese, cheese and charge
When you see me, it back, squeeze it hard
Or I the shit out you, bring the bitch out ya
your rhyme until you're puttin' your house up

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

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

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

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

I'm too sexy for my hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my 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' through the wood in the 84
When it to gangsta raps, you know, Mack got 'em
Still saggin' in with the cuff on the bottom

Hip hop or yayo, you roll like 1-0
Twenty chrome on the Benz, gold on the four
the way I twist my fingers, you know, I'm from
So much ice on my wrist that my hand numb

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

Hit 'em again, hit 'em
Who's the triple braided beard,
Hustla when it to my gram
WC, for chatter clearin' the section
Bangin' a bandana, slangin' the connection

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

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 do with it?
I could give it to you but what, but 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 sexy for my motherfuckin' low