[DJ Paul]
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You know we gotta do one for all these niggaz out here sideline
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hatin y'knowhatI'msayin... don't get mad cause a nigga straight up
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out the paint shop or car wash or the car lot or whatnot... feelin mean on
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the scene wit a pocket full of green y'knowhatI'msayin... and any one
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of y'all hoes think a nigga gon give 'em somethin I can't give ya
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shit but this dick in ya muthafuckin mouth and ya muthafuckin
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hole and you gotta reach me somethin for that ho cause I ain't
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for free bitch.. pay whatcha muthafuckin weigh
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[Crunchy Blac]
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I pull up clean in my black fuckin truck
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Rims still spinnin so you know I'm cuttin up
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I'm ridin down the street bumpin nothin but us
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I spotted me a freak she was bout to catch a buzz
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I asked her whats her name baby it could be love
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But you know ya boy don't fuck wit nothin but sluts
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The ones that make money and stack them bucks
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A bank for that cap and a bank for that butt
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SLUT!
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[Juicy J]
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Nigga I'll tell yo gal she can suck on this big ol' dick
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And won't be fucked up bout it if she pay her rent to a pimp
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And in the public's eyes she can be legit be my bitch
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At the shake junt she gotta work a trick get the grip
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Never no back talkin cause I call her jack backhand slap
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She come up short wit money baby then I snap wit a strap
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She gotta let these hoes know who the shit runnin this
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And you just might have to throw some blows take a hit wit the fist
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[Chorus][DJ Paul & Mr. Bigg] x2
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Don't cha get mad when I swerve and I twist
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Ridin ridin down yo block I got my charm out the window
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Don't cha get mad when I swerve and I twist
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I ain't braggin on myself but I deserve this miss
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[DJ Paul]
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I'm swervin I'm twistin from side to side
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I got that iron right on my side
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Them 20-inch vogues wit the yellow stripes
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A 'rillo rolled up wit some of that light
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The 360 turn on the fold down screens
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Turn it all the way around and watch it from the front seat
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The knock in the back got the trunk on rattle
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Them hoes flockin to my whip thick like cattle
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[Lil Flip]
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HEYY.. you better put that money in my hand
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I was born to be a mack not yo muhfuckin man
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You mad cause I hit cha ho me and her split cha dough
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Why you actin surprised I know you heard this shit befo'
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Me and Quint pushin Vettes smokin dro no stress
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One tech two glocks infra red no vests
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I clock dollaz and pop collaz for a livin
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I'm at Pressure World every time I hit Memphis
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[Chorus][DJ Paul & Mr. Bigg] x2
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[music to fade]
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Don't Cha Get Mad
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| Three 6 Mafia |
