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(Jay Dee) |
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Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder |
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how I keep from goin under my seat, to get it |
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And uh, niggas in their crew sayin im the bullshittin inside |
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guess thats the reason ya'll niggas stay casting its a |
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shame you gotta watch your, back |
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And niggas don't know jack or, bout a cast so |
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I'm sick of niggas poppin up in my crib |
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Ballin they mouths and shit, got me duckin |
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dodgin under the f**kin matress and uh |
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Its time to undress these niggas that know my address |
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And this nigga don't take no mess |
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Call me papa boy. |
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These prince niggas all wait, showin they ass for nothin |
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and ain't never around when shit starts jumpin off... |
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Your dogs, we in and bout to get that ass busted the f**k back |
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When that ass starts to actin up, boy you don't know how to act |
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keep burnin ohh ohh |
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(Chorus) |
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And my mind say... |
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Keep it On, |
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Rockin this beat, Ya'll |
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You don't stop Keep it On |
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You know I got Ya'll |
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(T3) |
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Counterfiet niggas be runnin |
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Tryin to to take shit or money that wasn't |
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yours in the first place |
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You know how Wally gets, know my wallet, know how Wally gets |
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you know my money, and uh thats what my wallet gets |
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100 dollors bills be burning shit in the bottle shit |
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We make a ton of shit and uh, you not a part of it |
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If you get caught of it then, you just participate |
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You can't get blame-alistic, shame-alist regularly |
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These bitches in stiches and it just, gets ridiculous |
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deliciously relentless. Till these niggas get transformed to niggas |
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To un-niggas, to anti-most-semi-niggas |
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Keep on |
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ke-ke-ke-keep burnin ohh ohhh |
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(Chorus) |
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And my mind say... |
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Keep it On, |
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Rockin this beat, Ya'll |
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You don't stop Keep it On |
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You know I got Ya'll |
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(Baatin) |
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You either: love em, leave em, mention em |
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penetentury em, diss em, kiss em |
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Are you eligible? To be my lap dancer |
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Did you know I used to be a bachelor? With a widow |
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who slept with a dido. I never get sentimental when I put up enough |
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Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder |
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how I... (keep burnin) |
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Pierce. Because I never had no new apparel |
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as a fellow member of the mellow level |
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When it comes to sexual ecstacy I get a medal |
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ke-ke-ke-keep burnin ohh ohhh |
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(Chorus) |
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And my mind say... |
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Keep it On, |
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Rockin this beat, Ya'll |
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You don't stop Keep it On |
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You know I got Ya'll |