| Uh, we gon get it started man
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| I’m feelin' so fresh tonight
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| Yes, yes, ya’know
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| I’m seein' all the beautiful people
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| Everybody rockin' they favorite brand
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| Whatever your favorite brand is, it’s whatever you wanna do
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| You know what I’m sayin', but um, you know
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| I didn’t always have it like that
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| We ain’t always have it, you know what I’m sayin', so
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| This what we had to do, to look fly you know what I’m sayin
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| This is how you used to get it in
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| Aiyyo, I used to go to the mall with forty dollars in hand
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| It ain’t matter at all cause I could go see my man
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| Down at Southsquare Mall workin' at J. Riggins, oh no
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| Manager leaves, he let me cop from the lo-lo
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| Slacks and polos, you better watch that
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| Boy in Durango’s, blazer, and mock neck
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| Almost broke but you still gon' see him
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| At the T game pimpin through the Greensboro Coliseum, man
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| Uh, cause now I got on my good clothes
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| I’m sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes
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| Call me ugly, man I wish a bitch would clothes
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| Go out to the club, yea we probably should clothes
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| Yea, uh, say I got on my good clothes, what
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| Uh, say I got on my good clothes
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| Yo, forty dollars I done got me some good clothes
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| I got on my good clothes
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| I got on my good clothes
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| I used to go to my mom, like I’m tryna be fresh
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| Told her, look at my closet, you know, your boy look a mess
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| So we hopped in the car, headed straight to Sears
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| At the time I was bigger than the rest of my peers
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| As we got on the floor, was embarrassing, trust me
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| The saleswoman walk me straight over to Husky
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| I still got stonewashed denim, Bobby Brown patent leather
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| Members Only jacket, ain’t nobody fresher than me
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| I said I got on my good clothes
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| Sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes
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| Call me ugly, man I wish a bitch would clothes
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| Go out to the club, yea we probably should clothes
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| Yea! |
| I said I got on my good clothes
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| What? |
| You know I got on my good clothes
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| Husky jeans, patent leather, I want those
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| I got on my good clothes
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| I got on my good clothes
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| Yo lemme talk to 'em Pooh
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| Check it out, yeah
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| Y’all lookin good tonight
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| But some of y’all that’s in the wrong, I cain’t front
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| Like you at the bar, it’s hot in this club man
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| So why you got that leather coat on, dawg
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| C’mon, take that coat off, nigga
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| And you, the big girl with the low-rise jeans on
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| Got the fat hangin' over the side, better go to Lane Bryant
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| Girl, you got your gut bustin' over the side of your jeans
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| It look like a muffin
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| C’mon now
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| Let’s be polite
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| I got boxes of shoes, get shirts by the caseload
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| Size 48 jeans, how did they make those
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| New Eras we take those, givin us good clothes
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| Nothing when you broke, when you ain’t you don’t spend dough
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| I had a homie at Azzure, but he got tired
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| And another at Stall & Dean, but he got fired
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| So ironic when you want it, you the last on the list
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| But when you get cake, they cain’t wait to give you some shit
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| Nah I’m sayin'
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| Uh, cause now I got on my good clothes
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| I’m sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes
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| Call me ugly, man I wish a bitch would clothes
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| Go out to the club, yea I probably should clothes
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| Yea, uh, say I got on my good clothes, what
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| Uh, say I got on my good clothes
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| Yo, forty free now I got all these good clothes
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| I got on my good clothes
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| I got on my good clothes, yeah
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| Shout out, to all my good clothes suppliers
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| Talkin about my man, male party man, Lindsay
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| Talkin about my homegirl, Porsha
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| Talkin about my man, Neil Nice, Kev Dean
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| Talkin about my man Born, uh
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| Yea… We got on these good clothes
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| We got on these good clothes, for-hee |