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What,

I said, "I give it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I give it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I could give it to you but whatcha 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
my dog and dogettes we loop loop
Me and lil' Trook like book and Luke

Now see me get me Lex coupe
'Cuz this song'll be bigger than there it is Whoop
Whatcha gon do with it baby when I you some?
Wha-wha-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 the OG's spaceships and gold D's
If they don't no songs like these, plow, plow
'Cuz it's my style I flex, go next, flow next

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

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

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

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

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

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

I said, "I could it to you but whatcha 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 could it to you but what, but what, what, what?

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

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

Hip hop or yayo, you roll 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 that my hand feels numb

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

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

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

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