*featuring Da Brigade
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[Repeat * 3]
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All my ladies say What What What
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And all my dogz say What What What
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Ladies and gentlemen may i grab your attention
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Its the dopest M.C from the midwest
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Did i mention?
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So clap your hands and stomp your feet
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And party on down to the Bizarre kid beat
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Throw your hands in the air so i can feel it
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"its the big guy rappin with the idiotic _"
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Forget your small talk watch Bizarre kid get wild
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Garauntee to get your girl warm like a reptile
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Big chubby guy comin straight from 7 mile
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Your girl heard my style
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And said "oo he's foul"
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So tell your man to stop trippin bro
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Or he gunna get rushed by 10 guys he dont even know
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Representin the _, moneys wut im gettin
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*still gigglin bush*, my styles forbiddin
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Its the big guy, do the butterfly to the ground
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And the base head bounce
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Man i got that packed down
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Man forget the night
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We gunna party till the day
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And im a strip dance at your girlfriends cabera
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[Repeat * 3]
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All my ladies say What What What What
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And all my dogz say What What What What
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Does Bizarre roll with Slim shady? - Yah yah
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Quick to drive up in your Mercedes - Yah yah
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Datin ladies nearly 80 - Yah yah
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Now who in this rap game could fade me?
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Some of you rap guys never heard of me
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Somtimes I be in Dallas or even North New Jersy
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Forget the Moet we drinkin Hen dog all night
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And pass the _ so I can get high as a kite
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A slow song come on its time to dirty dance
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And right now Im grabbin any girl I can
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Grab her butt cheeks and hold her real tight
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And tell her me and you were gettin "wild the night"
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Gimme your beeper number and checks before you leave
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"Ai yo call me tomorow and ask for Steve"
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Oh no this shit I couldnt beleive
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Me and _ grabded her by her knees
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Snatched outta her weed
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And grabbed the car keys
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[Repeat * 2]
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All my ladies say What What What What
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And all my dogz say What What What What
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Now everybody throw they hands up
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This aint a stick
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We came to this jam
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To buy _ and play a game of pick up
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With any big butt freaks thats done for tha cause
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And yo Bizarre was at the bar down _
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Im still game spittin while you still get in
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Still gettin down how we livin
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Wild like we outta prison
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Run our mouth, kick in doors
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And im talkin to a chicken head that could be yours
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Slam dancin with girls just to see they chest bump
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Now everybody bu bu bum bump bump
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And get down to the sounds that we can cock jump
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Or mess around and get your whole dam block jumped
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Watch you beeper when Im walkin throught the crowd
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Witch one of ya'll actin wild, gettin loud
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You still screamin that sumebody steady hatin on you
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We in the parkin lot 50 deep waitin on you
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Da brigade actin up and we still scrapin
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Walkin back up in the club like aint nuttin happened
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What What What
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All my ladies say What What What
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And all my dogz say What What What
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All the D.J's play my cut cut cut
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What What
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