| Get numbers, get names
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| Thick dames
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| Headhunters get brains
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| Big thangs
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| Give niggas shitstains
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| The shit, man
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| And don’t you forget, man.
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| We be
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| The best of CG
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| Greedy
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| Abduct the PD
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| See me?
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| Nigga, not in 3D.
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| Be me?
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| Hah, it’s not easy.
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| I’m breezy
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| And off the Heezy
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| Me and my woman’s like George &Wheezy
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| Movin' on up, niggas use to tease me
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| See me on top
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| It makes you queasy.
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| Sick with it
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| Bitch, I’m Bruce Lee
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| Seduce me
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| You’re nice and juicy
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| In the parking lot, I gots to get mine
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| Why the fuck we goin' in when there’s bitches in line?
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| I spend my time watchin' bitches' behinds
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| Thinkin' bad shit in the back of my mind
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| I bump and grind with nothing less than a dime
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| Making movie money, you still investin' in rhymes.
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| And I’m in this bitch
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| With a hundred dollar bill, y’all
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| About to spend this bitch
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| I’m in this bitch
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| I got a hundred dollar bill, y’all
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| About to spend this bitch
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| I’m in this bitch
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| Who got a hundred dollar bill, y’all?
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| About to spend this bitch
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| I’m in this bitch
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| I got a hundred dollar bill, y’all
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| About to spend this bitch.
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| I’m in here
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| Got all you freaks lookin'
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| When we walk by, pussy start cookin'
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| Rookies start tookin'
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| Get your ass up, V.I.P. |
| section’s gettin' tooken
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| Might dance, might not
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| Might spend enough
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| Cool as hell, but still pipin' hot
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| Soon as I find a spot
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| All my people gather 'round
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| The nigga with the shiny watch--me
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| Ice Cube, motherfucker
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| Next to me, you a test tube motherfucker
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| We kinda rude, motherfucker
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| Get too close and bucka! |
| Bucka! |
| Bucka!
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| Don’t want no problems, y’all
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| Fuck around, I’ll pull out the problem-solv'
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| And watch E pills dissolve
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| Nine times out of ten, you hoes involved.
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| Get numbers, get names
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| Thick dames
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| Headhunters get brains
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| Big thangs
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| Give niggas shitstains
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| The shit, man
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| And don’t you forget, man.
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| Security pat downs
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| I’m a star, motherfucker
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| I been put' the gat down
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| I been put' the mack down
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| But check the people that I’m with
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| 'Cause they’ll lay you flat down
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| And they’ll do it right now
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| Yeah, you scared of the phone numbers that a nigga might dial
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| Club-hop, car shows, picnics
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| Big cars, big jewels, big dicks
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| Rush doors
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| Or gotta hop the fence
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| Blow this door
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| Gotta blow my rent
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| Gotta show my ass, then go repent
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| Gotta call in sick
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| And tell 'em where I went. |