[Joell Ortiz:]
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I'm talking to you!
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Don't look to your left and right
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Yeah, you
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Oh now you shook, tryna get low
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You scared
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Come out, come out, wherever you are
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Don't hide now, I see you at the end of the bar
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Looking all pretty, got your friends around
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Got your hands on some gwap, now you sending rounds
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Can't nobody tell you nothing cause you know you hot
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And you say they hating when they say "No you not"
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Cause they mad how you be looking in them clothes you rock
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Or they don't like how you walk in and others hoes just clock
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But if you ask me, you're a bit conceded
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You shouldn't be in that magazine, you should read it
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And learn a little something from someone that really matters
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I laugh at y'all so hard I got to pee, it hurts my bladder
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You're hot now, but blink, abracadabra
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You disappear from everyone's mind like "Who that was?"
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So make investments with that little change you gather
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Cause in a second there'll be no more room for you HOE RAPPERS!
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Yes, you
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Yeah, I'm talking to you
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Looking all around and tryna dip and get low
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I'm talking to you pal, jerk
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High Roller
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| Joell Ortiz |
