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Verse 1
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What what
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what what
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what
Right, right ghetto
Verse 2
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somethin' like a phenomenon,
But still dumpin' whenever
the drama's on,
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Y'all hustlers can't eat fit meals,
And it feels somethin' like
when it's Ramadan,
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Hope you chumps been walkin' with armor on,
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Somethin's turnin' his momma on,
I love to see rumps in
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Farragama thongs
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Bet it look plump when
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you got pajama's on,
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Jump in, let's hit the Bahama's ma',
And it's crunk whenever
I'm on the song,
Bumpin' like "Bumb- ba- Bump,"
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I'm particularly picky,
When it comes to licky licky,
Have 'em slidin' off
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them Vick ie's quickly,
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Under the doo- rag thick three sixty,
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It's the hypno and sticky ick y,
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I said Okay!
Verse 3
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[Chorus]
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I'm fly enough, to do better,
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But pimp enough to not give a fuck,
And I'm thug enough, to do better,
And gangsta enough to not
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give a fuck,
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I'm hustlin' enough,
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to know better,
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But ballin' enough to not give a fuck,
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And I'm, old enough, to know better,
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But young enough to not give a fuck
Verse 4
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D- d- d- d- dammit man,
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I'm in a throwback so old,
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It'll make your grandma glance,
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And everybody know, everybody go,
So please, call the stretch ambulance,
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These dudes don't stand a chance,
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When I pull up like the pamper brand,
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Those in the Lambo slants,
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With a madame from France,
With a ass so big,
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You couldn't hide it in hammer pants,
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Who else be in New York,
With Miami tans,
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Got everybody doin' the
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street family dance,
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I'm sure this hammer can,
Make you save that gangsta
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role for the camera man,
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F- A- B, you preferably,
Don't wanna F wit me,
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Please believe it,
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I'm definitely, as responsible,
For gettin' the City High
as 'Clef would be,
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Believe it
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please
[Chorus]
Verse 5
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I'm introduced to your
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women friends,
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'Cause I buy double
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deuces to rent a Benz,
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Like they boots made by Timbaland,
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I have to remind,
since I got drafted and signed,
Y'all playa's get used to
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the scrimagin'
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Not one of the Jesus's got lemon gems?
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Y'all lips get loose like
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y'all feminine,
I prove letting loose but the semi can
boost my adrenaline,
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You never had no use with that lem again,
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Half my roots is Dominican,
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Faboloso mi gusto Le bengamins,
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This dude got the juice of a pimp in him,
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Turn to stones like Medusa
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got a glimpse of them,
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But right now you can lie
and gossip too,
And later be the guy the dude spoke to,
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And right now you can try
to prosecute,
But later in you goin' die
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in the hospital
Outro 1
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