[Mr. Cheeks]
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A yo I come from New York V.A.'s where they found me
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This Mr. Cheeks I keep freaks around me
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L.B. Fam surround me in case something pops off
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Heat up in the winter in the summer take the tops off
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I'm from up north a New York City nigga
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About 6 feet I weigh a buck 50 nigga
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Not a pretty nigga smooth criminal type
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Freestyle or write I could do this all night
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I'm still that nigga with them (Car)hartts and them Timbs on
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Rims on the whip shorty come along
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It ain't hard to tell a yo I'm back now
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Look at the game yo E(Dub) lay the track down
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Ok now how do that sound it sound official to me
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Let them know we in the place to be
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And I got this chick thinking the taste's with me
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And she's leaving the place with me well let's go!
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[Chorus: Mr. Cheeks]
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Now what you hear is not a test
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It's the dice game runner he's one of the best
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Yo peep me at a game I came down with finesse
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Yo that's my word you heard the rest well let's go get it [x2]
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[Mr. Cheeks]
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A yo my tux ain't rented it's been a minute I'm back in it
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Pulled up in the STS this shit's tinted
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Jumped out like the mack with the black apple jack on
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My fault I ain't mean to make you wait that long
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I've been there I done that I hits the scene
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I hit the spot and rock I gets the green
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Yo listen money this is all I do
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Bag chicks stack chips road trips with the crew
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We world wide man we got a lot of fam
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From the Boo-Yaa Tribe to [?] man
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That Queens nigga get his dough in every way
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No bullshit he's in the lab like every day
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I throw my L's up for those that rep the team
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The middle finger goes up for those that left the scene
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Well how you see it well there's more green to burn than earn
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You know the saying man yo you live to learn
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[Chorus]
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[Mr. Cheeks]
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I like to be up on the low spit my flow and get dough
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Earn my keep in the game like I aim to get more
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We did it in the past we still doing it now
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It's the L.B.F. fuck who ruin it how
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I'm far from a scrub chicks love the style
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That's why they behave badly and act all wild
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I love it when I bring a cutie back to the cut
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I'm blowing smoke on her bootie she shaking her butt
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I throw a little bit more joy juice in her cup
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She lights another L up yo that's what's up
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She's good to go so I throw on some songs
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She peels of her jeans off and shows the thong
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It's a day in the life of your nigga here
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E Double yeah that's my nigga there
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Ain't forcing nothing shorty rock giving it up
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Yo Jamaica funk nigga I'm just living it up
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[Chorus]
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Not A Test
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| Lost Boyz |
