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Check it out, check it out |
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Check it out, check it out |
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Check it out, check it out |
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Check it out, check it out |
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Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to kill |
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Spark the L, "Whattup Doc?" What the deal? |
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Clock the squeal, the MC overkill |
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Certified cylinders 35 mil' |
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Jumpin' out planes, Doc's Da Name |
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Cock the flame, back to delete the pain |
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Hater, IKSRFO, don't Piscapo |
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Hit the safe for cake, shoulda switched to coal |
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Nigga, sneak a pound through custom drug hounds |
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Bound to rob your neighborhood Walbaums |
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Me and my man jumpin' out Sedans |
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Tappin' your jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran |
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I, execute like wars in Beirut |
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Twenty-two inch rims to parachute out the Lex Coupe |
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The rhythm hit 'em without the venom in 'em |
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Pen'll scare them with the shit I pull out the John Lennon |
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Hah, Dogstar, your girl smokin' a lot |
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I been had a demo before, "Ridin' High" |
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Five whips straight up, cash out the car lot |
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Clorox your Fort Knox, till y'all call SWAT |
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Bite off your ear for a souvenir |
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Switch from Red to Roy, give you Primal Fear |
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If you don't know the click then you're smokin' wet |
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Funk Doc, Def Squad, from the Jersey set, ah |
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Wild the fuck out, smoke the fuck out |
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Drink the fuck out, freak the fuck out |
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Bug the fuck out, scream the fuck out |
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Black the fuck out, act the fuck out |
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Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Oo-wee! I think the heat is on |
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Ninety-seven Cheech and Chong, I'm reachin' y'all |
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Right on, my palm is like the cape on Spawn |
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Active frequency, trip the car alarm |
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Ribbit ribbit ribbit, got moves to make |
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Choose the date, today you hallucinate |
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Smokin' me out without war, torn, ghettoes |
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Opposite of Goodfellows, Dinero |
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Go to any borough who rock the mic thorough |
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Got your wife sayin', "Not tonight, hello!" |
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Money talk, bullshit walk, ask Kris |
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The baptist, roll Garcia's with hashish |
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You need classes for practice to tap this |
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Jurassic crab shaft nasty ass bitch |
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Hot potato, drop the data |
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Guard your Emancipation Proclimator |
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Lock shit down, cock the pound, no doubt |
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As a juvenile, brought cazals off canal |
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Brick City be the pros at wildin' out |
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Off at the mouth, get dressed like Thousand Isle |
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Got a degree, on the hash and the leaky |
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Crash in the V while we Master the P |
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I beez Bout It Bout It, causin' low mileage |
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Blacka, make Zsa Zsa Gabor cha-cha |
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Spit somethin' to you then turn your eyes cockeyed |
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Down with the Outz - ah ha ha, ha ha! |
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Yo tremblin', pickin up the pen again, adrenaline |
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Got impact like DJ Boo on, "Benjamins" |
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Sentiment, hit you with your thongs and your Timberland |
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Fuck ya, rob ya, cops say, "It's them again!" |
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Choke the fuck out, joke the fuck out |
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Sweat the fuck out, pass the fuck out |
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Black the fuck out, flip the fuck out |
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Drunk the fuck out, bug the fuck out |
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Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Yo, Pepe LePew I ain't messin' wit you |
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Or stressin' your crew, your own niggaz be testin' you too |
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Fuckin' wit you, makin your bitch unbuckle her shoe |
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Watchin this bitch while she already know what she wanna do |
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She follow me home, and on the way she swallow me bone |
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The Don Corleone, she wildin' all inside of my zone |
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C'mon bitch, let me creep you out, peepin' you out |
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Sneakin' you out, over to my crib, freakin' you out |
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Eveready, now turn off the telly, turn off the celly |
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The way I be hittin' it got you sweatin' makin' you smelly |
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Shit funky like your mother with her stinkin' ass |
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Type of shit that'll have you aggie and ready to blast, whoo |
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Baby, just hold a second and give me a chance |
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Let me go put my rubber on so that we really can dance |
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Now we huggin' you know we fuckin until my nuts bust out |
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Cardiac arrest of the pussy and pass the fuck out |
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Bug the fuck out, sweat the fuck out |
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Drink the fuck out, stink the fuck out |
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Act the fuck out, smack the fuck out |
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Fuck the fuck out, freak the fuck out |
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Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Do you wanna drink a forty? Shake your stinkin' ass |
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Stinkin' ass |
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Stinkin' ass |
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Stinkin' ass |
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Stinkin' ass |