*featuring St. Lunatics
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(HO!) (HEY!)
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[Chorus]
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See the band played on
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(Getcha, getcha, getcha, I better getcha)
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And they was singin my song
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(Getcha, getcha, getcha, gonna getcha, right?)
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[Repeat x4]
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Watch the band play on
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[Nelly]
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I got them folks on the left, man they going like (HO!)
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I got them folks on the right, and they be screaming like (HEY!)
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I got them folks in the back, man they be yelling like (HO!)
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I got them folks down front, waving they hands like (HEY!)
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[Kyjuan]
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What we gonna do about the middle, man? (HO!)
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They get it swinging, juke jumping, a little man (HEY!)
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I'm from the middle man, watch dirty entertain (HO!)
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Capacity ten thousand, we packed the whole thing (HEY!)
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[Ali]
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To get the spot leaning That's what we trying for
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We all we got, that's why we rhyme so
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I feel we the best, no sense in lying, though
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Now, all together, watch the crowd go
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[Murphy Lee]
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I'm just a dirty from the Lou, I got a whole lot of (HO!)
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Smoking on some shit from a barn they call (HEY!)
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I don't pay for no pussy, I try to stay away from (HO!)
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If I do pay for something, you know what I'm on
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[Chorus]
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[Nelly]
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I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (HO!)
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I might fly by you in that Diablo (HEY!)
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I'm leaving St. Louis, smashing that throttle (HO!)
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In three hours flat, I hit Chicago (HEY!)
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[Kyjuan]
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Black stacks and 'Lacs, it's what I earned so far (HO!)
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This copycatting thing is going too far (HEY!)
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Cheefing, reefing, no more burning the 'gar (HO!)
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Sipping Pinot Bridgio while I'm churching at bars (HEY!)
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[Ali]
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Derrty ENT screaming at our show (HO!)
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I'm catching to freak something to die for (HEY!)
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I stick twenty, twenty-four, that's how high I go (HO!)
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And smoke like a chimney, puffing that hydro (HEY!)
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[Murphy Lee]
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Now, every time I'm up on that stage, somebody screaming (HO!)
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Every time that my back is turned, somebody saying (HEY!)
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When I'm up in the club, it's so easy to get a (HO!)
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But I'd rather get a young lady that's cool with the...
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[Chorus]
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[Murphy Lee]
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I'm sick of wannabe gangsters that be pretending they not a (HO!)
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Talking behind your back, but when they see you they like (HEY!)
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I don't pay no attention, I'm only there to steal your (HO!)
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And I ain't got to like your ass, I'll still smoke your (HEY!)
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[Ali]
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No music, no weed, what should we ride for? (HO!)
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We roll with them Twista like we Chicago (HEY!)
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Shout out to OPEC rolls up the five four (HO!)
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The streets of St. Louis call it survival (HEY!)
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[Kyjuan]
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Your game ain't tight, no you ain't pimping kin (HO!)
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You see the Cutlass Supreme I'm sitting in? (HEY!)
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Lime green chinchilla, ooh that's a different skin (HO!)
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Where I'm from, we wear blue and gold like we Michigan (HEY!)
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[Nelly]
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I know you a lady, but tonight, can you be a (HO!)
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Is that your man chasing you down, behind you yelling (HEY!)
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He cussing like a motherfucker, calling her a (HO!)
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She asking me what she should do, I just look like...
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[Chorus - 2X]
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Watch the band play on
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Getcha Getcha
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| Nelly |
