| Mammy, zammy, damn there’s nothin to me but when they rock us in the streets we say Ooo-we
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| you see the freak in the beat, she do me
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| I hit that mitty-bitty wit the sticky ooo-we gooy
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| I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe
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| I got more soul in my style
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| then they will ever know
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| I got more rhythm than I’ll ever need to show
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| we got them groceries bro
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| yo Luniz let go.
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| Verse 2 *(Numskull)*
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| I got the flow so let the Luni man take over
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| get deep into my hold
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| if ya lost, then picture gold
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| I heard styles that others stole
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| but it’s no original flow
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| like the Luniz an the man wit the nose.
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| Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*
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| Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11
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| ghetto heavy, could climb wit mo Good Times than James Devin
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| glock wars
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| meanin you critize Tupac for
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| homies in the hood, we strap Rugers an We Got More.
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| Chorus *(Shock G)*
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| Didn’t ya know
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| our brothas got more
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| so check the new flow
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| cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh.
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| Look how we throw
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| a lil sumpthin to roll to hold you, from the O-we-O-we-O.
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| Verse 4 *(Shock G)*
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| I got that Voodoo runnin through my veins
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| quit
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| surpressed yes
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| crazy no not insane
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| I smoothie through the menu then I make my order
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| I got that dominate gene
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| so if ya 'noid hide yo daughter
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| the love ya givin is based on what I do for you
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| for the right amount of money you probably let me ??? |
| you
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| I like to glide up in it, but I got my pride
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| ain’t no whore
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| don’t second guess yo man cuz he got more.
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| Verse 5 *(Yukmouth)*
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| Studio gangstas wanna battle, well let’s battle
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| I blasted
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| they plastic ass get put under ground wit the fragments.
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| Verse 6 *(Numskull)*
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| Snaggle tooth rhymers wit no flavor
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| save a gang a neighbors
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| then move away so they won’t be called haters.
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| Verse 7 *(Yukmouth)*
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| Captain Save-A-Hoe
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| up-up an away ya go the O is too unfadeable.
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| Verse 8 *(Numskull)*
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| But don’t trip
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| get a grip
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| make ya own skit
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| be sure
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| before
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| you slide through the door cuz We Got More.
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| Chorus *(Shock G)* 2x
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| Didn’t ya know
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| our brothas got more
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| so check the new flow
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| cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh.
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| Look how we throw
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| a lil sumpthin to roll to bump hoes to from the O-we-O-we-O. |