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I say
I can it to you but whatcha gon do wit it,
I can give it to you but gon doo [2x]
Wha-wha wha-wha

felony]
I can it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it
When I'm in texas I'm bumpin' music
big mike and scarface and luke loop
Me and lil' crook bo and luke duke
I'm in miama I go to scoop luke
To see the show and hit the duke shoot
Went to branson, back to back, lex
Up in "harlem world" in my timb
Two had beef so I watched them shoot
Called up benny rat, copped a proof
Seen he took is to the fruit
Then he went to the tunnell and brought down the
Mink coats and moet, drippin sweat
Slang a cassette to flex
And now I'm on east coast tapedecks
from swatch to platinum rolex
S.d., jersey we more sex
next
Go

Im too sexy for my motherfuckin hood,
Im too sexy for my motherfuckin low [2x]

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If my niggas eat then y'all niggaz cant sleep
I begun to peep nightmare on elm street
Release from beach to south beach, capeesh?
dust as I bust, .... peace
And all them cops on the beat
My niggas bring the funk your grandpa feet
Til do us part, save my bullets for the charts
With darts, like hbo after dark
No love for a mark, less for a trick
That wanna be like mike, who my ...
shit hotness
Run wit my niggas ain't got shit
Pop shit, and peddle poetry for
One time, out for mine, but cant it
Trying to they hands in my pocket
So I obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic
Leave the crop scene
Mix the green the chocolate, heres the topic
Niggas, synchronize your
goin in, wit nothing but a clan logo
Mr. meth, (dmx!)
Im running

I got a wicked flow and I'm kick it yo
Feel the
Snatching up just like a chain off the dresser
Niggas hit me with the best shit what
I that bullshit off *arf arf arf* then go ...
Ive been down too long, a motherfucker show me nothing
Y'all .. niggas is duckin me like you owe me
I got more homies than an esse, but say
I couldnt you wouldnt walk my way on your best day
The way you can hope to get close to me
Is right here under my like you're supposed to be
The first time you acting fuckin strange
Best to be ducking
Talkin wearing a fuckin' chain
I niggaz like promises
Split em' open like
And sell more than a pharmacist
Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of crime
Attitude that doesnt mind time