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

[Jayo
I can it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it
When Im in Texas Im bumpin' screw
With Big Mike and and Luke loop
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and duke
When Im in Miama I go to scoop
To see the peep and hit the duke shoot
Went to Branson, to back, Lex coup
Up in "Harlem World" in my Timb
Two had beef so I watched them shoot
up Benny Rat, copped a bullet proof
Seen he took is to the fruit
Then he went to the and brought down the roof
Mink coats and moet, drippin sweat
Slang a cassette to Funkmaster
And now Im bumpin' on East Coast
Went from Swatch to platinum
S.D., Jersey we more sex
flow
go

Im too sexy for my motherfuckin hood,
Im too sexy for my motherfuckin low ridahh

[Method
If my niggas cant eat yall niggaz cant sleep
I begun to peep Nightmare on Elm Street
Release from Jones Beach to Beach, capeesh?
Kickin dust as I bust, ....
And all them crooked on the beat
My niggas bring the funk like Grandpa feet
Til death do us part, save my for the charts
With darts, like HBO after dark
No love for a mark, even less for a
That be like Mike, Mike who my ...
Real shit
Run wit my niggas aint got shit
Pop shit, and peddle for profit
One time, out for mine, but stop it
to keep they hands in my pocket
So I bring obnoxious, lah that be toxic
Leave the scene spotless
Mix the green with the chocolate, the topic
Niggas, synchronize watches
We're goin in, wit nothing but a clan
Mr. meth, (DMX!)
Im running

I got a wicked flow and Im kick it yo
the pressure
Snatching niggas up just like a chain off the
Niggas hit me with the best shit what
I shake that bullshit off [arf arf arf] go ...
Ive been down too long, cant a motherfucker show me
Y'all .. is duckin me like you owe me something
I got more homies an esse, but lets say
I couldnt talk you walk my way on your best day
The best way you can hope to get to me
Is right here under my like you're supposed to be
The first time you start fuckin strange
Best to be ducking
Talkin shit a fuckin' chain
I break like promises
Split em' like Thomas'
And sell more drugs than a
Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of crime
that doesnt mind doing time