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The remix,
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What,

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

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

Now come see me get me Lex
'Cuz this be bigger than there it is Whoop Whoop
Whatcha gon do with it baby I give you some?
Wha-wha-what what Hit him in the gut
If you don't know the scoop then keep your mouth

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

I said, "I could 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 wha-what? Wha-what?

I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jayo say, "What, I say, "Whoop, whoop"
Bangin' through the in the 84 coupe
When it come to gangsta raps, you know, 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 wrist that my hand numb

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

Hit 'em again, hit 'em
Who's the braided beard, baby?
Hustla when it to my gram
WC, for chatter clearin' 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 sexy for my Benzo

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