| It’s the return
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| Of the world’s most famous
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| Ladies and gentlemen
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| Funk extraordinaires
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| Ladies and gentlemen
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| West Coast, East Coast
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| Cocaine, check it out
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| What do you say to a man that brags about his car?
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| (So what?)
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| What do you say to a man that claims he’s a rap star?
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| (So what?)
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| Bam-diddly-diddly-bam-ba-see
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| Isn’t is a MC comin' up to me?
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| Then that he stuck up in my ear
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| Your halitosis is burnin' up my nose hairs
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| Why why why
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| Must we talk about your car
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| And your dope ass house
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| Why why why
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| Must you be braggin' about the dope
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| You be slangin' in the South
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| Why why why
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| Why you claim to be knockin' fools out
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| Why why why
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| Apparently you don’t know what life’s about
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| No no
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| Why why
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| Why why why
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| Ooh ooh
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| What do you say to a man that brags about his car?
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| (So what?)
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| And what do you say to a man that claims he’s a rap star?
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| (So what?)
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| Burnin' up my lungs here, get out my face
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| Hey yo, same shit, different toilet
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| I can’t call it
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| I’m just tryin' to have a good time
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| Nigga you tryin' to spoil it
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| Cause from the moment you walkin'
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| You shit-talkin'
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| Knowin' that these cats watchin'
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| And chicks hawkin'
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| Braggin' about that shit you own
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| A new pager and cellphone
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| The Benz on chrome, the brand new home
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| Talkin' shit like that’s gonna get you stuck up
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| Ain’t nobody impressed nigga, so shut the fuck up
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| I see you talkin' to the dime with the tight weave
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| Make sure you roll up your right sleeve
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| Ten more time before the night leave
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| To make sure she can see the wrist glisten
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| (Nice watch!)
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| Now you think you a baller, but just listen
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| Tired of you niggas tryin' to put on a show
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| I’m tired of you braggin' about the cars and dough
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| I’m tired of you talkin' about niggas you don’t know
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| Wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? |
| Well here it go
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| What do you say to a man that claims he’s the shiznit?
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| (So what?)
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| (All the felonious capers)
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| What do you say to a man that say he got a hit?
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| (So what?)
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| You ain’t really makin' no paper
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| (Y'all ain’t shit!)
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| Niggas always talkin' bout what they got
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| Niggas always talkin' bout how much they clock
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| Niggas always talkin' every way they go
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| I’m not impressed by you niggas, I just want you to know
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| Niggas always talkin' bout what they got
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| Niggas always talkin' bout how much they clock
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| Niggas always talkin' every way they go
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| I’m not impressed by you niggas, I just want you to know
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| I don’t care about a bitch or a 6
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| Chris Don or a mode
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| All that shit just to show?
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| You can’t take it when you go
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| I’m a survivor
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| And I only speak for the riders
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| And I don’t wear Prada
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| Cause I think the horses are hotter
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| These other cats talkin' 'bout the jewels they got
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| I’m talkin' 'bout the jewels I got from the dudes I shot
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| Check my record, I made plenty niggas strip naked
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| You wouldn’t expect it so when it happens, just accept it
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| Locked up, I been there
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| Two years, I’ve done that
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| Sellin' cats run at
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| Or I’ma put you where a pun at
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| I love being me
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| Don’t you wish you was me?
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| Could take a nigga key
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| And tell your friends it was weed?
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| I’m too much for this world
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| (Y'all can’t stand me)
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| I look better than my girl
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| (Well goddamn it)
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| I was once a hot boy but now I’m a cold man
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| Only time y’all wanna brawl is all drunk and got the rams
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| I don’t need any, this thug life isn’t in me
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| I keep a pack of gum my gun and two jimmies
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| I wouldn’t leave a block until I knocked my last rock off
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| Wishin' I could be that boy, drivin' with the top off
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| What do you say to a man who claims he has all the girls?
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| (So what?)
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| Ooh-ooh
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| La-aah
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| La-aah |