[DJ Clue]
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Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue
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Desert Storm
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Jump off Joe Buddens, on top
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This go out to all my niggaz
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You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game
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All my ladies, you ain't got a car
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But you gotta mean muthafuckin' heel game
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Click them heels
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You know how we do it
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C'mon
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[Joe Budden]
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Whoa! (Haha)
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Whoa! Okay Dub
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Whoa! Have some fun with it
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[Hook]
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Mami, I'm there if you fine in the rear
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We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah
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And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce
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You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
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[Verse 1]
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I ain't got to tell homeboy, he know that
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This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and Neo's back
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I'm up, humble apologies, sorry clowns
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I'm here for the long run, I ain't Coffee Brown
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Get to know me, the man, the person
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So by the time I'm on my fifth album
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You should understand the first one
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It's non-fiction, you deny you want proof
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I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth
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You gets liable to shoot
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This twenty-two release some extra keyholes on the driver's side of your
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coupe
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Like, nighty night, here's your lullaby bitches
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You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches
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Get out of line and get stuck up duke
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Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes
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Get to the mall in a circle, guns out playin' "duck-duck-goose"
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This shit is kinda aiight till I fuck in the booth
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I'm sayin', I'm here, got my nine up in here
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Thugs wanna rumble, I don't mind, nigga yeah
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[Bridge]
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And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce
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You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
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[Verse 2]
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Like I don't roll with niggaz that'll lift 'ayn' chrome
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Take a look at 'em, you can see they just skin and bones
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Y'all talk about bricks when y'all know who move 'em
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us real niggaz make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em
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We carry long guns, we can contra on it
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We talk about it, we live it, y'all ponder on it
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Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons afford it
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I'm talkin' straight cash, you might need a sponsor for it
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But wait - ever met somebody that wouldn't chill
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Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real
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Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died
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And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will
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Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he won't cool out
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Yakety-yakkin', he's reminiscing on different shootouts
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How he was there, shotties was blastin'
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Cops came with body bags, and he's talkin', but nobody asked him
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Naw - he want attention, he want his name yelled
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Me and him always end up in the same cell
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I'm pissed on the top bunk, I can't sleep
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This guy ain't street, go 'head nigga I ain't beef
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But feel me - stop there, who popped him where
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Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared
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[Bridge]
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Ma when I'm done pokin' you from the rear
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You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
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[Verse 3]
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Ma - you real aggressive, catchin' me of balance
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It's a turn off, don't you know niggaz respect a challenge
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Move a lil' slow gettin' at me
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Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin', don't just go throwin' it at me
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Cuz - while you doin' it at the same time
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I'm thinkin' how many niggaz hit you wit that same line
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Or - how many other niggaz you ran game to
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How many niggaz you fucked or you gave brain to
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How many other dudes houses you done came to
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With condoms on you hopin' that he find 'em on you
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And - I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you
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So I'm caught up in a Catch-22
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If I don't fuck her then I'm not like guys she met before
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So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me more
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But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long strokin'
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I now have a girlie on my hands that's open
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I don't want her callin' me constantly
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Thinkin' 'cause I fucked her she got a bond with me
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I don't want her misunderstandin' a one night stand
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It was just a nut, I'm not your man
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[Hook]
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Ma - I'm there, if you fine in the rear
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We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah
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And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce
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You ain'
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U Ain't Gotta Go Home
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| Joe Budden |
