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(Murphy Lee)
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Ay yo we hard-hittin always been cool as hell
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(Ali)
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I got them trees in my mirror so my car won't smell
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(Kyjuan)
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Sittin round the house gettin blowed watchin the tube
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(Nelly)
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Er-errything in my garage got on shoes
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(Murphy Lee)
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Ay yo I'm Murphy Lee the Beny Whipper
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I got the one wit the deez on it
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Only reason I got it cuz he didn't want it
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5'9" fresh off the sideline with high rise
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First Polo shine off the cover like a high time
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(Ali)
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It's like I wake up an' it's pourin'
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Ladies was on us like Sean John
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Rims, Timbs, and them Slims with the green
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I don't chill I mantain, sip the pain struggle bottle
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Chiefin', You know gettin head from a model
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(Kyjuan)
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I'm only gon' do what Kyjuan gon' do
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Let's paint the Cutty blue
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'72 lookin brand new on 20 inch shoes
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7 inch greens big jeans I'm chiefin the green
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Feelin like +Andre and Big Boi+ +So Fresh, So clean+
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(Nelly)
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I tell ya we gon make it happen while you look to the sky
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It's the N-E-smoke to-L's dont ask me-Y
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4-42 on the lyin don't pass me by
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Paint like onions make a grown man cry
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(Chorus 2x)
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(Murphy Lee)
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Ay yo my money like a Black Man March
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Jeans Baggy and Starched
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Vokal Sweater matchin the leather
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In my third car not braggin
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I'm just workin and saggin and laughin
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That you haters that said it couldn't happen
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It's goin down-down, shit's official like referees
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It consits of Labade with more Bills than Bellamy
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You tellin me you're cooler than me cooler than me
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Dirty Murphy Lee negative a hundred degrees
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(Ali)
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Foot on the Prowler you bail
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Most of my heros don't appear on no stem
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They came on the hemp and tryna put a clamp on this rap game
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Baby girl where you goin whats happenin
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You hop game picture perfect platinum frame
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2 seater black seniorita face and flame
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I'm in the G-shop khaki shorts, K-swiss
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College Boy, in the winter rock courdordary
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(Kyjuan)
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Interior so cocaine white I get popped from fiends
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Three Fosgate 12's never pull up quiet like Mr. Bean
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Know what I mean, Tic's on the team, post it up like Kareem
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And got to put my hand on my chin to floss my rings
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Ain't no K-weezy, has to cock like ada-beezy, spin be easy
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Oogin oh, holdin it down believe me
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It's feezy's of the heezy, We be in somebody's basement beats by Jason
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And Gran call me Chris and Jason
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(Nelly)
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You see that '88 SS Monte Carlo
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Power locks and doors got to watch the road
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Got a hundred forty four spoke down in the block hoes
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Down the top goes I live a cost and pose
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Cocked and 4 doors keep me costin hoes
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Costin shows in my pockets costs is swole
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Leavin Mosac in the club and in the hospital
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Obstacles, jumpin over like starter fo gold
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You know we...
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(Chorus 2x)
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(Murphy Lee)
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It's like a movie especially when I move the E-S
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Three-twenty with the espio ki's
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Young Dude doin 90 and sported by police
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We bread paint leather ravioli
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(Ali)
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Banana Republic the public gon love it
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Still it downloadin and dubbin boo leggin is rugged
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Wag it and dirty I'm with my dirty in the Bentley
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Allah sent me to save souls don't tempt me I'm simply... (Cool as hell)
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(Kyjuan)
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On the playstation got the room smellin amazin
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What we blaze in purple haze taste and time wastin
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Take cats out the hood, I take em' on a vacation
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City to city, wake up with somethin pretty wit tig ol' bitties
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(Nelly)
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That nigga named Nel be cold as hell
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Straight out the muthafuckin' STL
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Chronic smoke inhale then exhale
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Donuts an fishtails in the black CL
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Cuz we...
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(Chorus 2x)
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(Nelly)
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WOOOOO!
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Er-errything in my garage got on shoes
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Cool As Hell
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