(feat. Too $hort)
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[Too $hort]
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Earl.. whassup mayne?
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It's yo' potnah Short Dawg
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You know we come a long way baby
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(From the Ground Up)
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Oh they love the way us players ball
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No doubt, that's how we do this
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It's all about you mayne
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It's yo' life, let 'em know somethin
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[E-40]
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I come from where they pop they collars
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and couldn't be saved by Creflo Dollar
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Cause I'll probably never ever see the pearly gates
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At the pace I'm goin now, it'll be too late
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Can y'all taste it? go on and smell it
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You know what that is? Well it's sucker repellant
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I spray myself with it every morning, you dig?
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I spray myself right before I leave the crib
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Hot ones echo through the ghetto, bullets ricochet
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I'm bendin corners in my Cadillac Escalade
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It's summertime and I'm scorchin, fuck a bulletproof
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I'm hella keyed and I'm perkin off that num-num juice
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I'm in the traffic with my music on STORM
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Got a ticket just for blowin my, HORN (ba-baaa, ba-ba-ba-baa-baaaa)
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Out the window, pinkie ring, princess cut
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Five carat stone, ice around my neck
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Lookin like some chrome, be at yo' best
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We don't play checkers no more, we play chess
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One-trey twice double-oh block
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H-I-double-L side-shot
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All about my fetti y'all
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One-time want to see me fall
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It's obvious I'm humongous
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Acres, cars and businesses
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All about my fetti y'all
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Bank account got to be tall
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Diamonds on my wrists and shit
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Tycoon stickin to the script, BEOTCH!
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[Chorus: sung]
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Earl, that's yo' life
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Ooohhhhh Earl, that's yo' life
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Earl, that's yo' life
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Ooohhhhh Earl, that's yo' liii-iiii-iiii-iiii-iife
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[E-40]
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Straight up out the Yay (out the Yay)
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The realest nigga you done talked to all day
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It's a (Drought Season), (Out Smart the Po-Po's)
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Cookin birdies in the kitchen, with C-Bo
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From livin nappy, e'rybody know me!
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Used to sell taffy, white girl nasal candy
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Used to dress tacky, just so I can bank they dome
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Slick 'em, make 'em think I'm broke
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Use the dope game as a stepping stone
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From corporate now it's NexTel walkie-talkies
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I'm the one that really named them faulty chips faulty (faulty chips faulty)
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I got the gift of gab, I'm off the choo choo track
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I want the fetti, fuck the fame, y'all can HAVE THAT
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All about my fetti y'all
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One-time want to see me fall
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[$hort] That's right
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It's obvious I'm humongous
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Acres cars and businesses
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[$hort] You can't stop the tycoon
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All about my fetti y'all
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Bank account got to be tall
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Diamonds on my wrists and shit
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[$hort] You can't stop E-Feezy, BEYATCH
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[Chorus]
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[E-40]
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The street life, (Ballin Outta Control)
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My (Million Dollar Spot), way too cold
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So many (Record Haters), my (Back Against the Wall)
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When I was growin up I seen a lot of (Rappers Ball)
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(Bring the Yellow Tape), (It's On, On Sight)
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You wanna squash the funk? Shoot me a peace kite
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Where the party at? Who got that (Carlos Rossi)?
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Who in my (Drinkin' Club)? Fire up some broccoli
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I'm (Fed) Ex'n, heavy duty nigga, pushin weight
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From sardines and spam to teriyaki steak
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I looked the game in the eye, the game looked at me back
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Told me to sell my triple beam, and start rap
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One-time want to see me fall
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It's ob-vious I'm humungous
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Acres cars and businesses
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All about my fetti y'all
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Bank account got to be tall
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Diamonds on my wrists and shit
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Tycoon stickin to the script, BEOTCH!
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[Chorus]
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[TS] You know what I said
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[40] What'd you say pimpin?
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[TS] Short Dawg
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[40] Short Deezy
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[TS] Oh I ride with my potnah
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[40] Nigga I ride with you too pimpin
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[TS] Bumpin them woofers like this
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[40] Boom boom Boom BOOM!!!
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[TS] Can't smell this funk, we been doin this
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[40] Been doin it
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[TS] You know I love these new niggaz man
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I love when they get on that paper chase
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[40] Right, right, right right right right right..
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[TS] So far, they can't do this
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[40] Can't do this
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[TS] Not like this
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[40] Uh-huh, nah
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[TS] We talkin limousines and mansions
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[40] Limousines, mansions
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[TS] Got to keep these hoes dancin
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[40] Got to keep 'em dancin, dirty dancin
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[TS] Bitches love us
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[40] They love us.. what they do?
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[TS] They love us
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| [40] That's right pimpin |
