[Chorus 8X]
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Don't stand, don't stand so close to me
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[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
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Rip you bitches mugs off
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Lookin at me fire hot
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Rollin wit my brother E
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Take me to your stash spot
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Queen of Memphis reppin
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Crazy lady steppin
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Comin wit tha automatic chrome tone weapon
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Nigga yah you know the biz
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What you in my face for
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Add teeth gold bracelet wit tha fuckin bezzle
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Cruisin wit tha limo
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Tint on my window
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Pop a half X
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Now I'm ready to get felt on
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On my way to New York
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Get the latest fashion
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Head on back to Memphis
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Hit the Pure Passion
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Shake it shake your ass bitch
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Sexy fine thang you
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Mad hoes always got something about the Gangsta Boo
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Catch me at the Grammy's
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Wit a blunt, runnin shit
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Fuck you sissy bitches
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Ya'll can't fuck wit me, I'm runnin shit
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Everybody know
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All my niggaz do just what I say
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Nowhere close to me
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Check the fuckin resume
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[Repeat Chorus 8X]
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[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
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Don't stand much closer
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I can't focus
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On the snow ?????????????
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This automatic
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Start to splattin
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Cappin, fuck the police
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My millimeter
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Like my peter
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Keep em rippin apart
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Evaporate em
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On this caper
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Sissy boy wit no heart
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A lot of punks
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They talk that junk
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Up on that fuck the Scarecrow
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I'm super cool
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You act a fool
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You coward you gotta go
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I'm mega ?????? super pimp
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?????????? to the grave
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But if I'm trippin off that hay
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That be the end of the day
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[Verse 3: Crunchy Blac]
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Don't stand so motha fuckin close to me
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If you stand too close you get the elbow G
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Go on young nigga
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Tryna start some shit
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If you start some shit
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Nigga this what you get
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I'm a rock and roll
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I'm a lock and unload
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I'm a lay your weak ass down on the floor
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In this gotdamn club
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Cause i told you bro
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Don't stand so motha fuckin close to me
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[Repeat Chorus]
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[Verse 4: Juicy J]
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Let me be me
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Let you be you
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Let me smoke my weed
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You can do what you do
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If I'm ridin in the Bentley
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Don't be mad at me
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Your baby momma
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Wanna holla
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Know she glad to see
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A classy playa from the North
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Wit a bag of good
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Fifth of hen
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Pint of gin
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Rollin through the hood
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If i seem a little hot
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I can't help myself
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You betta catch up witcho kind
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And fuck wit somebody else
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[Verse 5: DJ Paul]
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Now I'm a lock you in the fuckin trunk
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While i hit the fuckin funk
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Now I'm goin crazy boy
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All i see is blood boy
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Shoot you in the fuckin arm
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Pop you in the fuckin leg
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Sit back
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Sip syrup
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And watch your snitchin ass beg, bitch
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Stay away from Lil Craig
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Claimin you his friend hoe
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All up in my brother's face
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Knowin you wanna be him hoe
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Niggaz don't fuck wit you
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Niggaz tryna kill you
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Everybody know you the police
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So we gon peel you
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The real don't feel you
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(Scratching till end)
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Don't stand, don't stand so close to me
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Don't Stand So Close '2001' f/ Three 6 Mafia
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Gangsta Boo |