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-=Mac Dre talking=- |
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Ah, what, ah, what |
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Mall Macenroe, like what! |
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Andre Macassi ah, ugh |
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Street Sampras, what it do? |
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What that is? |
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What it do? |
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Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh |
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[Mac Dre] |
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This ain't no love ballad |
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Or romance song |
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This a dance song for you can get yo dance on |
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It's hard to keep my pants on when I'm giggin' |
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And when I'm giggin' it look like I'm diggin' |
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I do the pigeon, bird like a nerd |
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I'm on Hennessey rappin' every line every word |
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I dust myself off |
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Like I stoled thurr |
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Skinny nigga giggin' wit no shirt |
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I get chauffer so I can passenger gig |
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Get the chips and don't trip off her mask and her wig |
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So that's why I'm askin' her this: |
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Can you do the thing? |
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Can you really do the dew and pursue the green? |
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I ask her who the king |
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She tell me I'm is [Nothin' but the hook] |
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It's almost time kid |
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I'm trynna see some grindin' |
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Can you dig? |
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Yeah you fine bitch but can you gig? |
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[Chorus] - 3X : Mac Dre |
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Baby can you gig? |
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You so crazy when you gig |
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Eeew she giggin' |
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Lady can you gig? |
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Girl you so crazy when you gig |
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Eeew he giggin' |
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[Rydah J. Klyde] |
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She was doin' the twist and pop |
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While I was trynna get the cork out the Crys then pop all in her hair |
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The champagne shampoo was flash dance too |
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Baby want me to dance too but that I can't do |
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She was giggin' too hard for me |
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Turned around and my dick stretched the yard you see |
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I can't play wit you lil' mama |
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Thizzle got you crazy |
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Shocked her when I stood up and walked on her lazy |
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Broke it down touched the ground; rolls wit the 80's shit |
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Lit that hazy, asked her "What you know about Thizz?" |
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"What you know about this? Naw Bitch Thizz" |
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Cuz that's what it is |
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DJ put us in the mix |
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Watch us pump up the party |
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Cuz we didn't come to bothy nobody |
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It's 300 Bay cats in the lobby |
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Swing them dreads, movin' heads, getting' stupid |
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Naw that's the old look they gig to this new shit watch me |
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[Chorus] - 3X |
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[Mac Mall] |
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I'm a fan of the running man |
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Old school Cabbage Patch |
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Might mix some prep wit a lil' Roger Rabbit |
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Robo Cop, up-rock, pop lock, boogaloo |
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I don't know about you but where I'm from you see we act a fool |
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Lil' mama giggin' wit me tryin' hard to keep up |
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But I'm bustin' moves that she never even heard of |
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Feelin' it, Thizz face look permanent |
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Advance Bird Dance now we call the shit "The Buzzer" bitch |
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Humpty Dance don't got nothin' on me |
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Quick to Michael Jackson spin and do the Mahoney |
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You squares is phony |
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But your bitch still want me |
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Cuz I do the George Jefferson oh so coldly |
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Yeah it's a celebration bitch |
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So I'm a break it down to the fresh outfit |
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Lil' mama movin' but you know she can't handle it |
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I'm in the middle of the floor wit my hands on my dick |
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[Chorus] - 3X |
