| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Gotta keep a nice whip
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| Gotta keep a thick bitch
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| Shine like you sell bricks
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Gotta keep a nice whip
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| Gotta keep a thick bitch
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| Shine like you do sell bricks
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| With a bitch as my witness
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| This kid is gifted like Christmas
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| Wishlist, which is why I got these rich kids
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| Bankrolling my business
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| And I stay lit, like the tip on some incense
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| For instance, my assistant sent this
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| Letter that was penned by a kid from Princeton
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| In print, it went: «Tony keep spittin'»
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| Keep shittin' on these rappers that ain’t hittin
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| These hoes love it mayne
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| Can’t get enough of it mayne
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| Im so off the chain, can’t be contained
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| When I entertain, I just do my thang
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| Grab my dang-a-lang sang, and
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| I make the coochies stang like I’m Pootie Tang
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Gotta keep a nice whip
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| Gotta keep a thick bitch
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| Shine like you sell bricks
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Gotta keep a nice whip
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| Gotta keep a thick bitch
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| Shine like you do sell bricks
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Love it rain, timid lame, staying lane change
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| Range, love it mayne, grumond-stained jeans on the corner
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| Scorcher day, hot as five, do the right things
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| King ring things, heems reply fly as Cochise fly
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| Cry when Cochise die, Truman Capote
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| Spottie-ottie-dopalicious vicious wishes
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| Like someone do the dishes, kisses, toodles, poodles, cuddles, puddles, smuggles
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| Animals across Borders Without Doctors
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| Shock ya, pop ya, gamble with Procter, mock ya, drop ya
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| Catch me at the opera with your mamma and your poppa
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| Just for fun, like where you at, man
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| I’m with your family, dawg
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Gotta keep a nice whip
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| Gotta keep a thick bitch
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| Shine like you sell bricks
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Gotta keep a nice whip
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| Gotta keep a thick bitch
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| Shine like you do sell bricks
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| My uncle said if you gon' ball
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| Yeah, come in here
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| Chamillionare, Sicilian hair
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| Vermillion, swimming in your inner ear
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| I’m the best swimmer here, sippin' on a ginger beer
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| Purple Bart Simpson, limpin'
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| Lampin' on a boat eating shrimps with bigger dimes, no scampi
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| Chianti, bitter lime, Victor, winner
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| Splinter plus the purple Ninja Turtle
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| Half Urkel, half Urquell
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| Champagne’s Korbel, served chilled
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| Oh well, big deal, big wheel, Hot Wheel, power wheel
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| Something like an Alize shower feels
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| Sticky, Vic V, et cetera, cheddar, swiss, manchego
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| Credit Suisse, movin' like Winnebago
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| Hey yo, Tal Israelis passin' me bagels
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| Baby portions, me I’m ridin' on a baby porpoise
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| Like hey, yeah, yeah
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| Now if you wanna balllll
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| You gotta do a lotta shit
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| Thatcha might not wanna do
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| You still gotta do that shit
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| If you wanna balll |