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The remix,
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What,

I said, "I could give it to you but gonna do with it?
I give it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I give it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could 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 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 give you
what what? Hit him in the gut
If you don't know the scoop then keep mouth shut

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

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

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

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

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

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

bustin' like the white boy in higher learning
Stick you up more than when you put perm in
Die, be a in disguise
I even take eyes outta seven fives

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

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

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

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

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

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, Young G with the

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

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

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 gonna do with it?
I could 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 hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my low rider