| Yeah right there' is good
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| For my man Nicolay I’m gon' put it down like this y’all
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| Check it out
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| (Chorus: Phonte singing)
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| We just want to chill and let you party
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| Just us, just run, I know you probably
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| Don’t know, don’t mind the way we move you
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| I think I’ll start, just let our music groove you
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| (Rapper Big Pooh)
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| I’m more than beats, I’m more than rhymes
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| Please know I’m not your everyday find
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| J-League's on a mission to shine and get some sunlight
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| And get our one’s right, and keep our fam tight
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| That’s why I grab mics and take control y’all
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| Move souls like h*es on booty calls
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| So when duty calls 'Te know I’m ready
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| We get 9th, no doubt and all rock steady
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| Peep how my mind’s heavy, my ideas rain
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| The pen pours and next week it’s the same thing
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| Mental precipitation without the weather reports
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| Or forecasts to predict my thoughts
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| Found guilty in the presence of courts, we the best out
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| That’s why I walk the stage proud with my chest out
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| Peace to Ill Smith still holding me down
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| And Eddy K, my main man up town
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| Cause it’s on n***as
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| We just want to chill and let you party
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| Just us, just run, I know you probably
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| Don’t know, don’t mind the way we move you
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| I think I’ll start, just let our music groove you
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| We just want to chill and let you party
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| Just us, just run, I know you probably
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| Don’t know, don’t mind the way we move you
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| I think I’ll start, just let our music groove you
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| (Phonte)
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| Uh, uh, yo Nah it ain’t about me, I’m just an average cat
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| That go to work, freestyle and kick battle raps
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| And damage any n***a f***ing with my habitat
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| Me and Pooh connect like He-Man and Battle Cat at
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| Local spots where the chicken heads babble at
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| Claiming they independent like Landspeed or Miramax
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| Pause if you feeling that cause I am still in fact
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| On some Purple Rain s**t, Jerome where my mirror at?
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| I want some hips and some a**es wiggling
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| In every latitude, longitude and meridian
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| Female citizens looking, laughing and giggling
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| Tired of bull**** so they come to us for deliverance
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| Don’t f*** with the middlemen, I’m making the calls
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| Live and direct, love on your set with blatant applause
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| Never taken afar, just had to get that s**t straightened with y’all
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| I break bread and wanna make it with y’all
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| So here we go y’all, check it
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| We just want to chill and let you party
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| Just us, just run, I know you probably
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| Don’t know, don’t mind the way we move you
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| I think I’ll start, just let our music groove you
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| (*Phonte and Pooh adlibs to end*) |