*featuring Peedi Crakk
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[Intro: Peedi Crakk]
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WHOOOOOOOOOO!! Now clap for me mami, OH!
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Just clap for me mami, JUST BLAZE!
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Okay, and Free, okay, yeah (?)
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Que tu quieres mujeres, said she blow la-la
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FLIPSIDE - and she my baby mama
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Get wild! Okay
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[Freeway]
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Freeway got the hood on smash
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Pop in tape, step on gas and get ghost nigga!
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Freeway got the club on lock, step on stage
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Set it down leave with a broad, check for her age
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Post up, fans suffer circle the block
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Call the cops - it's the Roc in your area!
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Post up, distribute to the block
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Freeway move the rocks in your area!
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Yeahhhh, pop tried to shut me down
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Cops tried to shut me down, haters wanna hit me up
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What? My glock carry heavy rounds
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Mack carry heavy rounds packed in the Chevy truck
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What? You better ring the alarm
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Before I cock back, dump on you and your boys
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And have black suits, tucked on you and your mom
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But back to the song, said she wanna suck on me and the boys
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Her ass look good in a thong
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And she want me to sneak in the building like Trojan of Troy
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Best believe there's Trojans involved
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Hats lift over the boy, oh boy
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[Chorus: Freeway]
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We rip crowds, whole lot of volume and a little bit of bass
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is all it takes to make the place
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GET WILD, whole lot of style and a little bit of cake
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is all it takes to make her skate
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FLIPSIDE (flipside) crack house and a little bit of bass
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is all it takes to make the block
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GET WILD (get wild) park keys and a little bit of cheese
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is all it takes to make her leave
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[Peedi Crakk]
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With these (with these) O.G.'s (O.G.'s)
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Tell that hoe until she roll on a pole I'm tryna squeeze
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with ease (with ease) then breathe (then breathe)
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I ain't Hov', I just know what I know
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I'm talkin O. Sparks five, ride for a dollar bill
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Famous up in Hollywood, high in them Holly-hills
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I, can't deny how the mamis feel
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Hidin the cable bill, slide with your baby girl
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P. Crakk and I ain't for play
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I got a mack that'll change your day
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Fall back, get your act in tact
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P-I-M-P U-P H-O-E-S is all the rest
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And yes, this is Philly, you welcome to come check us
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Crakk, wherever I holla at be gettin neck in
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Pass her the thing, tell her make it go ring
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The prince of S.P., is soon to be the king
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And we..
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[Chorus]
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[Freeway]
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Now how many hoes in your motherfuckin group?
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Wanna take a ride in my '89 Delk
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She felt the kid, thumbtack, held the roof
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Up on her cell phone, "Freeway got me in the squadder
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He a rider, from the block to the booth"
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I'm as, real as they come, the gorillas'll come
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Six could chill 'til they come, gotta peel when they done
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But let her spend the night, all night
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Cause the heat call me a liar
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She just like +Honey+ so I called her Mariah
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Wanna see, if she got what it takes to carry across state
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And travel across state, with things taped to her waist
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Mami wanna ride with pa
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Bad bitches get scooped like Haagan Daas
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And put on the team shoot, put on the Bean bitch
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Lean bitch, shoot at they entourage
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Hit up the team camp, pull on your jeans bitch
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[Chorus]
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Flipside
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| Freeway |
