| I drink Gatorade man, uhh, what?
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| Heav' Diggy y’all, Gruff, whattup Gruff?
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| (Whattup?)
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| Quite, huh, say what? |
| Uptiggy y’all, they ain’t ready, uhh
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| Yeah, Heavy not a think about romancing you
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| But my man’s tell me I ain’t got a chance wit’chu
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| What a nigga gotta do to get a dance wit’chu
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| Get dipped, take trips, fly to France wit’chu?
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| Now, I’ll be there to keep you warm when nights is cold
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| Word to God, I swear I’ll give you something to hold
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| See you be on my mind 'cause you shine like gold
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| To think that I’ve been knowing you since we was young years old
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| Whattup miss? |
| C’mere, give Gruff kiss
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| Drive a nigga crazy wearing stuff like this
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| Boo you hot, like the Campbell Buddha spot
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| I’m the man to hell with that damn dude, you got
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| Used to see you summertime, Grant’s Tomb a lot
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| Me and all my mens smoke boom a lot
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| (Aiyyo Gruff, I got the 6)
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| Well, circle zoom the block and y’all listen up
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| 'Cause Gruff show you a drop
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| So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid of?
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| Tricking cash and you still gets no love
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| 'Cause Heav' is all she thinks of, so you wanna be a fly guy?
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| Running 'round here acting all rah-rah? |
| I’ll be chilling and smoking
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| On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly
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| Ma-ma, I swear, you be looking fancy
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| Won’t you take time, see if you chance me
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| You be like dough slow but Heavy getting Nancy
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| Some don’t really like me, they don’t understand me
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| Dig your style plenty, remedy Remy
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| Now who can hang with Heavy, not many, if any
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| You running 'round here chilling wit’cha girls and stuff
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| Creeping while you peeping out my jewels and stuff
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| Yeah, this yo' world, no doubt you go girl
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| Gruff specialize in making ya toes twirl
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| At Uptown, we be shaking the whole world
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| Platinum, any broad I want I can have 'em
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| Anybody floss we gon' bag 'em
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| (Yeah)
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| Cats be getting tossed when we catch 'em
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| (Yeah)
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| My lifestyle, off in Manhattan
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| (No diggy)
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| Stay jiggy, caught up in the fashion
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| So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid of?
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| Tricking cash and you still gets no love
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| 'Cause Heav' is all she thinks of, so you wanna be a fly guy?
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| Running 'round here acting all rah-rah? |
| I’ll be chilling and smoking
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| On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly
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| So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid of?
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| Tricking cash and you still gets no love
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| 'Cause Heav' is all she thinks of, so you wanna be a fly guy?
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| Running 'round here acting all rah-rah? |
| I’ll be chilling and smoking
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| On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly |