| Ooohwee y’all slackin
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| Came to the show and the scene got cracking off top
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| Y-y-young Falcs made the beat drop
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| And the girls got low and the buns got clapping nonstop
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| Ooohwee y’all ratchet
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| Came to the show and the scene got cracking off top
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| Cause if I’m in the spot not rapping
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| I be with the squad boss mackin' mackin' (x7)
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| I be with the squad
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| And I walk in the door
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| Fresh like brand new socks in the drawer
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| Start giggin' ravin'
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| I drop to the floor
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| Then I hit them with the wave like a rock on the shore
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| Hit the stage and they made noise in the crowd
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| Roll up the loud throw a joint in the crowd
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| Then I jump off the stage and I join in the crowd
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| Get low like I’m picking up coins off the ground
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| This is for my folks that be going out of town
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| Flipping 50 packs just to make a point on a pound
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| Or you work a 9-to-5 but you came out to jam with us
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| If you ain’t sweating then you ain’t going ham enough
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| Like, ooohwee y’all slacking
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| Came to the show and the scene got cracking off top
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| Falcons made the beat drop
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| And the girls got low and the buns got clapping nonstop
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| Ooohwee y’all ratchet
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| Came to the show and the scene got cracking off top
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| Cause if I’m in the spot not rapping
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| I be with the squad boss mackin' mackin' (x7)
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| I be with the squad
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| Met a girl named Mel and she wanna raise hell
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| With a THURL Bay fellow
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| Wiggle that petite thang skin shade yellow
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| Lemme fiddle with the g-string like I played cello
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| She high but I still stay mellow
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| She bi but I still say hello
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| She dance in a circle
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| Her pants color purple
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| It kinda make the booty look like grape jello
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| Then she hit me with a side eye smirk
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| But I see her friend is in a thigh high skirt
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| And she giving me eyes
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| She wanna try my work
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| But she only get down she sip a maitai first
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| L-l-later on I’m a might try flirt
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| But for now I’m a rock till my right side hurt
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| A-1 on the track
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| Put the squad on my back
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| And they every different color
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| Like a tie dye shirt
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| So if y’all ain’t turnt
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| Ooohwee y’all slacking
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| Came to the show and the scene got cracking off top
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| Young Falcs made the beat drop
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| And the girls got low and the buns got clappin nonstop
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| Ooohwee y’all ratchet
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| Came to the show and the scene got cracking off top
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| Cause if I’m in the spot not rapping
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| I be with the squad boss mackin' mackin' (x7)
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| I be with the squad
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| Young Falcs make that beat drop (x2)
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| A-1 got the juice make the party don’t stop
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| Aye
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| Young Falcs make that beat drop (x2)
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| A-1 in this bitch and the party don’t stop |