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[Intro] Ohhhhh (North Carolina) |
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On, top (y'all better come on) |
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Harvest (y'all bettter come on!) |
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Petey Pablo (c'mon!) |
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Abnormal, huhhh [Chorus] 9-1-9 mother****errrrr (WHAT!) 9 (WHAT!) 1 (WHAT!) 9 mother****er 9-1-9 mother****er |
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I'm representin |
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NINE, ONE, |
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NINE mother****er! [Petey Pablo] |
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Born and raised, precious year '73 |
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Back then we knew how shit was gon' be, |
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MOTHER**** |
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ER! What you know about this year, my neck of the woods |
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My nigga my hood, my |
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God – they good to us |
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Carolina Love my liquor house, club, my big girl, my son a thug |
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My big, family with fifty-eleven cousins |
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Ya heard? |
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Huhhhh, Southern |
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Magnoila belle |
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No Limit, 'ouisiana, |
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Dungeon, A- |
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T-L It's a chain here, we the nation jump on boats with a load |
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Get this Carolina show on the road |
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Whodie I want billboards with my face all across the world |
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With a outline of my state nigga, puffin it up |
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Y'all feelin us, to the point you sloshin shit out your cup |
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So the **** |
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WHAT, they playin a club cut 'bout us |
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Slosh out the rest of us, |
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AHHHH, feel the rhyme |
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Holla mother****in 9-1-9, uhhhhhh [Chorus - repeat 2X] [Petey Pablo] |
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Look at us baby, on our way to fortune and fame |
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Your main man done ****ed around and got us a name |
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A mother****er don't really want a train-train but it still came and ain't stop the thang, y'knowmsayin? |
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Now we in the game, don't know it now, oh you bound to bust down |
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Oh it's on now! |
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I put my whole |
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STATE through the door |
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Ohhh Lord, how you let them do that folk? |
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Like I'm losin control, runnin mother****ers off the road, one-double- |
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O 95 South 'til |
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I get home, mannnn |
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The country had to come there, poppa |
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I love home |
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And comin home, like |
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I love my momma; pop the champagne partner |
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**** it, drink it straight out the bottle |
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**** work tomorrow, |
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Carolina havin a party |
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Get drunk as you wanna, get what'll get you tight |
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Tonight is a nigga night, aight? |
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Nigga get right |
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Now with all your might, holla like your best friend died |
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And his help number is 9-1-9, one time [Chorus - echoes at the end] "The number you requested, area code 9-1-9, will be automatically dialed..." [Petey Pablo] |
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What, what! |
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The whole feelin of this 9-1-9 give you the type of 9-1-9 kind of get high |
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Nigga this the code of the world (people) |
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You ain't gotta be from the 9, just holla loud, spit the shit out |
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Man they lovin the |
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South, loved it before but even more now |
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Later who wants a response from the crowd |
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Look how my niggaz holdin it down |
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Screamin like they shit here out (it is how!) |
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Mother****er feel the power! |
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Represent yo' stompin ground |
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Show 'em how it is at the house, y'all sold the **** out |
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All together now, please, |
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I need you so wow |
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Just the law niggaz turned it down, comin too loud [Chorus - repeat 2X] |