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Huh

[Verse 1 -
You see a nigga with his 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 a nigga, rollin in a Neon, now what the fuck was she on?
I'm "Prime Time" bitch Deion (yeah)
I on a ho like Leon
And you are just a castaway, so get your ass
Instead of fuckin you, I'd
I shouldn't of had to wait, I think you your big chance
You rejected when I asked about the grade dance
Now I'm big time, like my Randy
Plus I'm pushin a Porsche with drop top
It's just like but I ain't hammy
Yo ho, so yo, ass hand me
Shit, fuck cell phone bitch, you can keep that
Broke, you ain't know a motherfucker, was she at?

- Female]
I think I you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since we both have grown
But look at you, amazin
so, crazy, I know how niggaz do
'Cause they get money, change and remember who they are

2 - K-Rino]
Listen, in high school with the females, I was rarely
I got rejected by the ones the damn rejected
If I wore a shirt Monday, is true, I ain't lyin
By the end of the week you saw it two more times
I was discouraged by the size 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 like the sit on my scrotum
Gettin fed by my music and it's all clean
And the used to be prom queen is a clerk
I would about bein with ya, wantin to kiss on ya
Now I let my damn bust before I piss on ya
Me and 'face to none, makin records for fun
You thirty-seven at the strip club gettin naked for
But I ain't trippin, you can hit the room with me, fine
And when I one on her chin, I'm like "clean up on aisle nine!"
(yeah)

- Unknown 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 grown
But at you, you're amazin
so, crazy, is I know how niggaz do
'Cause get money, change and don't remember who they are

[Verse 3 - Slim
Thugga, huh
A (Bitch Ain't) been (Shit) to me
I've been screamin since "Chronic" popped back in '93
Back I was broke in the hood on my ass
I get away when the bitch drove past
Now a nigga seein cash so fast, things
bitch askin for a ride in the Range
Lookin at a strange, 'cause I ain't tryin to entertain
Conversation about her my main
I'm "bitch, you must of fell and bump your brain
And think you fuckin with a lame, nope not me
I ain't got shit for ya, fact, I don't know ya
all I'm a show ya, 'cause that's all a nigga owe ya
Used to be fine, big titties and
Had a few kids, now your belly than mine
Stomach lookin like you had a fight a lion
I ain't with you bitch, move around"

- Female]
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, change and don't remember who they are (they are, are ...)