Can You Believe It - Styles P
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[Styles P & Akon talking]
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What up John (testing one, two, three)
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What up Kon (hey convict music)
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Let¡¯s go (can you believe it)
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(1st Verse) Styles P
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Fresh white tee, fresh car wash, summertime hood niggas look like stars
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Jewelry drip, fresh white airs, mommy shake it up keep your ass right there (ohh, can you believe it?)
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My man got liquor and my cup¡¯s right here, I can smell smoke pass the dutch right here
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Nigga pass that, Capri pants with the waist cut off, I wanna smash that (ohh, can you believe it?)
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Party ran pack, mingling baby, and I can LL shake, you jingling baby?
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Back your ass up, I¡¯m a start tingling baby, we can have more fun if wiggling baby (yea, can you believe it?)
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P hit the club with a dutch and a dub with it, nigga don¡¯t cuff it if you ain¡¯t in love with it
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Matter fact let the grub get it, please don¡¯t hate cause at least you can say you was with it
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(Chorus) Akon
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Can you believe it? Get a break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the shit I see
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In a world full of smoke, attack from the weed, that¡¯s when it really dawned on me
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I¡¯m a be here for life, never gonna leave, the ghetto is all that I know
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It¡¯s just another day in the hood my nigga everybody trying get this dough
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Let it out, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
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Bad little bitches with their booty all swole trying to beat like whoaaaa
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Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
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Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh
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Can you believe It?
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(2nd Verse) Styles P
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Big ass truck, brand new rims, tank top Yankee, tanned out Tims
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Bracelet, chain, -------bob thin, new tattoos, new black shoes (hey, can you believe it?)
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Gucci, Ermays, do that too, wanna feel the breeze get a new black coupe
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Nigga drop the top, come thru the hood, put a hundred on your three or your foul line shot (ooh. oohh, ohh can you believe it?)
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Lending outfits all in the bus cause none of us could see a summer without trips (none of us can see it)
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Mad hoops so the little boys might bark at you but they all lack good if the hood bothered you
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(Chorus) Akon
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Can you believe it? Get a break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the shit I see
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In a world full of smoke, attack from the weed, that¡¯s when it really dawned on me
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I¡¯m a be here for life, never gonna leave, the ghetto is all that I know
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It¡¯s just another day in the hood my nigga everybody trying get this dough
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Let it out ohhhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
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Bad little bitches with their booty all swole trying to beat like whoaaaa
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Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
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Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh
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Can you believe It?
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(3rd Verse) Styles P
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Basketball tournament, pitbull pups
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Ladies in the club poring Chris in cups
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Niggas in the jail calling home on the phone (cause they locked up)
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But you still trying to act like ain¡¯t shit enough
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Mad sieves in the park, mad fights in the park niggas talk how they run every night from the narcs
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Aside from the light to the dark then the dark to the light, I wanna smoke but I could search for my life
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(Last Verse) Akon
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Can you believe it? I¡¯ve done spent ten again, watching her bend again, dancing for many men
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Tell me have ever though about getting in, a room full of convicts and D Block militants
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We¡¯ll show you the time of your life, we can occupy my passenger side
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Introduce you to the street life, watch you fall in love after just one night
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Ohhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
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Bad little bitches with their booty all swole trying to beat like whoaaaa
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Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
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Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh
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Can you believe It?
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[Styles P & Akon talking]
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Can you believe It? (Can you believe It? )
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Lil¡¯ John, Akon, S.P. the ghost
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Feel what we trying to do (Can you believe It? )
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