| Yeah!
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| Still countin' money!
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| Hhhaahahaa!
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| YEAH!
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| Ay! |
| — Who's your favourite MC? |
| — I'm the new version! |
| (UH!)
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| Flow tight like err tooth hurtin'! |
| (YEEAH!)
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| I’m 'bout as tight as rock and roll pants (uh!)
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| Notice I said rock! |
| — Lean in your stance! |
| (stance!)
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| I put chicks on hold, you just hold hands (yeah!)
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| Clap about four in a row with no romance! |
| (UGH!)
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| I’m vacatin'! |
| — Sending niggaz to flow camp (flow camp!)
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| My future bright as ice! |
| — Solid gold lamp! |
| (bling!)
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| I polish, blow, trim! |
| — Them hoes wipe me down! |
| (down!)
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| She had a purple label! |
| — She with a White-T now!
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| I caught the right rebound! |
| — They won’t invite me now!
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| I sleep through drama! |
| — Any given night we down! |
| (damn!)
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| I pick the Gucci up! |
| — Now I’m a H-boy!
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| 20 stack waster! |
| — Me and your pants make noise! |
| (YEAH!)
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| I clap wifey’s — runnin' they mouth
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| If it wasn’t for me you had no money to count!
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| That’s what I’m 'bout! |
| (UHH!) — Lloyd like Floyd with the punch!
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| Baller! |
| — Boy U shoot your boy out his
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| Shopper! |
| — I got to hit 'em all up for munch!
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| She a deuce? |
| — She can’t even twirl up my blunts! |
| (BLUNTS!)
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| Max Payne pumps, slump a demon out his Beamer (poots!)
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| Swine Flu fever when I’m bleedin' out the speaker!
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| Game speak good things! |
| — I'm what the game lacks!
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| I rap circles with ya! |
| — You're on train tracks! |
| (yeah!)
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| On trainin' wheels (yeah!) — can’t even pay your bills (yeah!)
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| I smoke you like (yeah!) — I eat Fillet Mcmeals!
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| With my favorite vixen, she in my favorite heels!
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| And they make her just the right height — doggystyle all night!
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| Jamaican in sight! |
| — My whole series 'bout the block! |
| (uh, uh!)
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| Cliffhanger! |
| Meet you niggaz at the mountain top! |
| (Hello!)
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| In my Louie slips, countin' gwop, chronic by the pound,
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| Why not? |
| — I'm gettin' money, 'fore I sign the dot! |
| (uh-huh!)
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| My first track back at it, it’s called a classic! |
| (classic!)
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| I «Worked Magic», brought «Halloween Havoc»! |
| (yeeah!)
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| Brought the masses to the «Cold Corner»
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| You loved it! |
| (loved it!) — «4−30−09"and 2 made it much warmer!
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| «V-Fizzy"makes your new shit a frisbee!
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| Uh! |
| — the window of the shuttle! |
| (whooo!)
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| One word to sum a nigga up — DOMINANCE! |
| (DOMINANCE!)
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| Can’t a human touch me! |
| — That's CONFIDENCE! |
| (CONFIDENCE!)
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| You play around, you pay, that’s a promise, honest! |
| (honest!)
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| Nigga open your ears, that’s the knowledge! |
| (knowledge!)
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| Minus the college but I’m hip, that’s street smart
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| Stick your hand in the beef! |
| — You can leave with three parts! |
| (uh-huh!)
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| My skin, so words you don’t get to me! |
| (don't get to me!)
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| I’m one of the nicest niggaz with words in history (history!)
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| UH! |
| — A' Army solo on my «Armani"polo!
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| Fly gangster packin'; |
| but I’m calm and low tho!
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| .Fo-fo! |
| — He ain’t the ones to throw your fist ta
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| We got the Mack-Mr., and they spit like Twista! |
| (ta-ta-tatta!)
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| And I don’t twist bottles I pop 'em! |
| (uhh!)
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| I’m poppin' e’rywhere, fists, models and drop 'em (uhh!)
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| Chicks follow 'em, jock 'em; |
| then I’m on my way from coppin'
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| This was yesterday, and the day gon' put the box in! |
| — WHAT'S POPPIN'?
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| Huh?
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| Full speed ahead no stoppin'!
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| Yeeaahhh!
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| It’s that «V5»!
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| Yeahh!
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| Mines the next V-12!
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| Yeah!
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| FUCK THE HATERS!
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| Real niggaz live long…
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| Uh!
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| SouthSide stand up!
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| Your boy…
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| P-dot-L-dot-K!
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| YEEEAHHH! |