[Intro: Pharell]
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Oh! (Militainment) Oh! (Militainment) Oh! (Militainment) Come on
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(Militainment) Oh! (Militainment) This one is the hot one!
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(Militainment) Aiyyo! (Militainment)
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[Chorus: Pharell]
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Homeboy, I came to party, your girl was lookin' at me
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She's a haggler naw I'm not taggin' her
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But you don't want them boys to come over and start askin' ya
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What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin')
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What you trynna do, nigga? (Nothin')
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What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin')
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What you trynna do
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Noreaga:
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Yo N-O-R papi say what, that nigga's the man
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With his manager Chris and the label that Jams
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Still flossin', showin' your rocks
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Ain't you dudes heard "Grimey" man we stoled your watch
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It goes Indian style, he's bent in dashiki
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Strapped with the veritek baby tec B.T.
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True she at the bar lookin' good in the brown dress
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Four to six shots and them things ain't around yet
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Persona all thugged out loud and clear
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Sayin' fuck the straight Henny, just grab me a beer
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You see I'm reppin' now, and my mami's I got a weapon now
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Shoot at them clowns at they feet, they high steppin' now
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Left that wack label cause I don't like pricks
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I'm like a hammer that you hold on your hand, I make hits
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At the white boy club whylin' buyin the bar
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They like hey now, you're an all star, it go
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Chorus
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Noreaga:
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I spit mack millimeter rhymes, kill a liter in line
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My nigga Peter got a heater of mines
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Niggas still lyin', in they wack ass bars
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Only time they seen jail, when they watchin' Oz
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I'm in the club pissy drunk like ahhhdadidaaaaa!!!!!!
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And mami took her papa like dadadidaaaaa!!!!!!
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Adios kill your soul then we body your ghost
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They call me gordo, sip champagne and sip porto
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Playin' Captain Clue (Man you ain't nappy too!!!)
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I like when chocha be nappy too
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I treat life like a fast car, low on my speed
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I try and chill, and sell more records than Creed
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Been a hustler (What? what?) way before "Melvin Flynt"
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A criminal, don't need no prints
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These dudes gave me a brick and they ain't seen me since
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Coulda woulda, had them dudes straight hoppin' the fence, it go
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(Chorus)
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[Bridge]
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La la la la la la la la la (Oh!) (8x)
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Noreaga:
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Well oops I dunn dunna again, I got another one
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I keep it hid in my pocket I got another one
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Fast and furious, dunn dunn dunn tudunn
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Still be in, Miami and jet skiin'
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In the ocean where the sharks be at, just O.D.'n
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Adebesi, want a brick to pay double easy
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I got them thangs that a move easy
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And I told the lawyer, I sold blow to old Goya
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I'm half Spanish, you see I cook coke to Goya
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Half spanish, all day arroz con polla
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Recognize, when I'm runnin' the game, before me
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Chickens wasn't even messin' wit brain, because me
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Now you started gettin' head on the westside highway
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So recognize my nigga you did it my way
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Ice rockin', brick choppin' and gun shoppin'
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I did it all beat cases without Cochran
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(Chorus)
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[Outro]
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La la la la la la la la la (Oh!) (8x)
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Nothin'
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Noreaga |