| Fin' ta roll to the party, still in demand
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| Troopin thicker than a ball team, packin the van
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| I was movin as a unit every brother stayin strapped
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| But still we got enough sense to never bust 'em too fast
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| And now I’m runnin a roll call, startin with D
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| Big Doc and Yon, K-Cloud and E
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| Young (?) Rich-O's, and my man A. B
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| I can’t forget Big Gene, still keepin the peace
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| Rollin stone still rollin on our way to the club
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| Every spot that we step into showin nuttin but love
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| Never payin to play and never waitin in line
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| But never lookin to start shit, but just a good time
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| And as we step into the place, you know the party is FAT
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| Females wall to wall, got us all back to back
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| Rollin thicker than butter, y’know the crew never lose
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| And some fools is jealous, cause the women is choosin'
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| I see hard stares and the glares from the young bucks
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| The stank of the dank could make a elephant knees buck
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| I’m makin my way to the bar for some juice
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| When the move was interrupted by two twins
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| And they friends sportin body suits
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| They said whattup, I said whattup, and they broke it down
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| They said they want to do the oochie coochie and spread it 'round
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| I stepped back, and had to think a minute cause damn G
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| If you’da seen what I was seein you woulda felt weak
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| But I thought fast, yo black I had to pass
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| I hate it when I see my sister movin too fast
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| I know you need some knowledge of self for your young ass
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| Cause hoein only get your kids AIDS or crabs
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| But then, the funk start jumpin on the other side
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| Some brothers in the corner start to havin a fist fight
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| Gats pop, blacks drop, the party became a riot
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| And all because some niggas didn’t know how to act right
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| The fact is that it wasn’t rap to blame
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| It’s a shame that just a few can mess it up for the whole scene
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| But I said it once, and I’mma say it again
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| We better learn to love each other 'fore we all drop dead
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| It’s like that y’all, it’s like that y’all
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| I’m tryin to wake the black with mack raps y’all
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| It’s alright y’all, so don’t fight y’all
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| I’m tryin to keep us from killin up every night y’all
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| And just live.
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| «check the music playin» -] sample repeats to fade |