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Huh

[Verse 1 -
You see a with his game tight, money with a name like
(Face Mob), havin his way, the homie did his thing, right?
You a peon, the type of bitch I'd pee on
High sidin a nigga, rollin in a Neon, now the fuck was she on?
I'm "Prime Time" bitch Deion (yeah)
I Spinks on a ho like
And you are a castaway, so get your ass away
Instead of fuckin you, I'd
I shouldn't of had to wait, I you blew your big chance
You rejected when I asked about the grade dance
Now I'm big time, my homeboy Randy
Plus I'm pushin a Porsche drop top panties
It's like candy but I ain't hammy
Yo ho, so yo, ass can't me
Shit, fuck your cell bitch, you can keep that
Broke, you ain't a motherfucker, where was she at?

- Female]
I I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since then we both have
But at you, you're amazin
What's so, crazy, I know how do
'Cause they get money, and don't remember who they are

2 - K-Rino]
Listen, in high with the females, I was rarely selected
I got by the ones the damn nerds rejected
If I wore a shirt Monday, this is true, I lyin
By the end of the week you probably saw it two more
I was discouraged by the microscopic of my bank
But stayed motivated to rise in the ranks
I used to be a bottom feeder, lowest man on the
But I showed a mass the transit sit on my scrotum
Gettin fed by my and it's all clean work
And the used to be queen is a Walgreens clerk
I would dream about bein with ya, to kiss on ya
Now I let my bladder bust before I piss on ya
Me and second to none, makin records for fun
You thirty-seven at the strip club naked for ones
But I ain't trippin, you can hit the room with me, it's
And I bust one on her chin, I'm like "clean up on aisle nine!"
(yeah)

[Chorus - Female]
I I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and then we both have grown
But look at you, amazin
What's so, crazy, is I how niggaz do
'Cause they get money, change and don't who they are

3 - Slim Thug]
Thugga, huh
A (Bitch Ain't) never (Shit) to me
I've screamin that since "Chronic" popped back in '93
Back I was broke in the hood on my ass
I couldn't get away when the bitch drove
Now a nigga cash so fast, things change
Same askin for a ride in the Range
Lookin at a nigga strange, 'cause I tryin to entertain
about her becomin my main
I'm like "bitch, you must of fell and your brain
And think you fuckin with a lame, not me mayne
I ain't got for ya, matter fact, I don't know ya
That's all I'm a show ya, that's all a nigga owe ya
Used to be fine, big titties and
Had a few kids, now your bigger than mine
Stomach like you had a fight with a lion
I ain't fuckin you bitch, move around"

[Chorus -
I think I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be
That's so long ago and then we both have grown
But look at you, you're
so, crazy, is I know how niggaz do
'Cause they get money, and don't remember who they are (they are, they are ...)