| Now I know all ya’ll done heard of me
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| I’m still the M-O-E, the (barre baby)
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| I’m on my second c.d. |
| and I’m nation wide
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| I still throw it up wide, represent the Southside
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| Still, 3rd Ward vetran, still squashing plexing
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| Out the Houston Texas, gators no less and
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| Still, sitting on chrome I got a new flip phone
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| Two pints to the dome, Wreckshop is still my home
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| The Barre Baby has returned and the diamonds still show
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| I’m balling in the mall, got my new J’s on
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| I got my screw tape on, I’m chunking a deuce up out the roof
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| It’s going down in H-Town I thought you already knew, I’m still the…
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| Barre baby, baby, baby
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| It’s the Barre Baby
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| The M-O-E from the S.U.C
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| If it’s a Barre Baby oh on the radio so cute with the on so low
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| Check out my style won’t you feel my flow
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| It’s your baby girl that’s seven years old
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| Giving it to you raw, my talent is natural
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| Inventourous trying to scraping escargot
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| My money more, impressing the hoes and great
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| Then I? |
| we known to get paid
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| It’s the B to the I to the G to the M-O-E see that be me |
| If you look in my eyes, you’ll see it’s no surprise, that I got this S.U.C
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| The Barre Baby got to let the whole wide world know
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| Candy roll fast move tank crawl slow
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| A.C. blow pop trunk oh no, sit low po po want to know about Moe
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| (Ronetta Spencer vocalizing) |