| I like the girls with the real long hair
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| But if it’s medium or short, I really don’t care
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| As long as it’s clean, it makes Milk happy
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| Whether it’s red white blue straight or nappy
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| Real white teeth are somethin else I like
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| If your teeth are yellow and I say hello it’s just a Psyche
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| No I’m not conceited, I just know the time
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| If you say 'Rock Milk' and you stink, I won’t rhyme
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| It’s not personal, I just hate the smell
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| Everytime you come near me, I have to yell
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| Step to the left like Jeff my boy
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| And when you leave I jump for joy
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| I tell Giz, he tells a friend
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| But before I know it, you’re back again
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| Starin in my face cause you took a bath
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| Then Giz starts buggin as I start to laugh
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| Sometimes when walkin, around the way
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| I quietly hear, suckers say
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| 'Milk makes no money', what are you a imbecile?
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| I’m makin more money than your parents, ever will
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| No I’m not braggin, I’m tellin the truth
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| Simply buggin on the suckers, that have no couth
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| Standin on the corners, pullin out knots
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| Sayin I got more knots than you’ve got
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| People like you, I call em idiots
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| If you say you don’t I’ll call you a hypocrite
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| No need to pull out knots on my behalf
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| Cause Giz’ll start buggin as I start to laugh
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| I took your girl cause your girl is fine
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| Once she was yours, now she is mine
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| As long as you know, it makes me proud
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| You thought you was chillin, movin in the crowd yes
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| People like you, make me strong
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| You tried to diss and miss now Milk is on the next song
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| Don’t even try it, you know the deal
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| I am the Milk and, I am for real
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| So don’t even look or you’ll feel my wrath
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| And Giz’ll start buggin as I start to laugh
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| I like people, who like Giz and I
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| That is the reason, I always try
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| To cool with the groupies, the troopheads, the troopies
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| Don’t even try to buy Gucci’s from Poochies
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| Cause if you do, it will be a mistake
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| I’m tired, it’s time to break -- peace! |