ONE-TWO, ONE-TWO
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Keith Murray and Jazze Pha
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Servin em well and as you all know we are crunk as hell
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[VERSE 1] (Murray)
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Woke up at 8:30 on a Saturday morn
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Grab my remote control cut my stereo on
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Got up took a dump as I smoke some trees
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And my stomach started growling for some egg MC's
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I am hard core heavyweight b-boy flex
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Other rappers try to flex but they soft as sex
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High heels in the kitchen fixin me a hot meal
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Wipe my ass ran the faucet then I brush my grill
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Jumped in the shower it was boiling hot
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So I stayed there an hour cause I like it a lot
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Back to my room and throw on some fresh gear
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Tank top white tees and some Nike airs
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Then I'm interrupted by the ring on the phone
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Def Jam Kevin Liles tellin me that it's on
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Saying Murray meet me, Lyor and Russell
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You provide the heat and we'll provide you wit' that Def Jam muscle
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So I said yeah I'm wit it cause you know I'm prepared
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Put me in proper position and I'm takin it there
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I hung up the phone, went outside
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And hopped in the six to bust a joy ride
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[HOOK] (Redman)
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Yo dog how many wanna ride wit us and
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How many wanna smoke wit us (say what)
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Now how many wanna junk wit us and
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How many wanna thug wit us (say what)
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Now yell if you wanna roll wit us
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Yell if you wanna get dough wit us (say what)
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Ride-smokin-ride-smokin-ride-ride-smokin-ride (say what)
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Let's smoke and ride
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[VERSE 2] (Murray)
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One o'clock on the dot is when I hit the block
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Sunshine cold beamin off ya face from my watch
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I'm a monsta on these beats also on these streets
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Hit the corner then I bumped into some beautiful freaks
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They said Murray hold up, stop, wait
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Hit the brakes rims spinnin like roller skates
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Conversing with the skeeza's for ten minutes more
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Hopped back in the ride and then I slammed the door
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Ridin through your city wit the hard core beat
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Stopped by the spot so I can get somethin to eat
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The way I wine and dine people think I do crime
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They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip hop rhymes
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So I got my meal and I said my grace
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Thinkin bout the next millions that I'll soon make
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Lookon at the clock it said deuce square tre
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Wit Georgia on my mind I 2wayed Jazzy Pha
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[HOOK]
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[VERSE 3] (Murray)
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I heard you suckas don't like me but I ain't concerned
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It must be the pretty bitties or the pay that I earn
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I'm growin and blowin all up in yo face
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Put ya head to the speaker break ya neck to the base
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I'm extraterrestrial so expeditious
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The first nigga to ever bust a verse on a Lexus
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Sucka duck nigga think that they be the man
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I don't even say nothin I just wave my hand
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[HOOK]
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Say Whaatt
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| Keith Murray |
