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INTRO (Kardinal Offishall) |
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It's a Kardi Kardi party, what! |
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What, yeah |
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Yo this be the Kardi Kardi party, what! |
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(Saukrates) |
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Anybody coming through here, gotta expect |
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The hottest, hottest, hottest hottest |
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The hottest hottest shit for real |
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(Kardinal Offishall) {Saukrates} |
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Yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas} |
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Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas} |
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Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas} |
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Niggas know |
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(Saukrates) |
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I ain't spittin', I hock a luggy |
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This ain't no motherfu---- verse, I write movies |
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Picture this, how a nigga get sicker than itchy syphilis |
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Burn radio waves 'til I hit your bitch Christmas list |
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Ha, I drop rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty |
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Aimed at your Bentley son |
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Number one when my shard be blast |
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Mix with hash, made your heart beat fast |
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(Kardinal Offishall) |
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Back at your ass in full flash |
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Come to mash every last class of (emcee) |
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Pass the baton when I get on |
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And go on until I got it on |
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Spark it up and inhale this (emcee) |
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Masterly, masterfully I be the (emcee) |
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So many can't rock the mic, so they hold the glock tight |
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And I give thanks I wasn't born a sucker |
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Pucker for this hard fist lyricist |
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'Nuff butter like BBJ's grocery list |
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(Saukrates) |
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Yo, hoes be this hoes be that |
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Bet if I flash this watch my nigga, that hoe be back |
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And I ain't even rocking a Rolly or fronting with cash |
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I'm at the bar with George Costanza arguing for tax |
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The first to let you know, get some flood insurance |
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It ain't a rare occurrence when I overflow |
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You'll be backstrokin' from Alaska to Oakland |
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When me and my Circle be in a yacht... (floating) *echo* |
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CHORUS (YLook) {Saukrates} (Kardinal) |
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You know this money man |
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Got us acting funny man |
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We sick of living crummy man |
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We got to get this money man |
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(New houses), {got, got to get it} |
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(Real figures by the thousands), {got, got to get it} |
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(Big stacks for the family), {got, got to get it} |
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(Big tunes playing annually), {got, got to get it} |
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(Kardinal Offishall) {Saukrates} |
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Yo, easy rude bwoy, give me a little second to breeze through |
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We make the track jump, so it's hard to roll trees to |
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No matter give me no daps nigga, I ain't trying to please you |
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Want to flow with me, can't afford the fees duke |
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Claiming street raps when Jeff Healey could see through |
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Your wonder bra rah rah, {garbage like bad pot} |
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Go ahead like punk trick and watch where you land |
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I'm a shady black slim, you a nigga I can't stand |
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Move! kid, this some celebrity next shit |
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Step up and watch the next celebrity hanging by they necklace |
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Peasants! Think about what you getting into |
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We hardcore, bump those little fist fights we've been through |
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We done did it, never mind can or can do |
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We trying to make it easier for our fam to Land Cruise |
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You sell the same weed at the same spot |
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We graduated to the high grade lyrics pon cock |
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(Saukrates) {Kardinal} |
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I've been autobahn rhyme ever since primetime |
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Saw George and Wheezy sipping on fine wine |
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The ghetto scream {rewind} like daylight savings time |
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Bring it back, firing legal hollows out the Ac' |
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{Who's that?} MC's of leisure, Sauk and Kardinal |
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We bring the ebony stone, now watch me carve it out |
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Bump my shit in tenement housing |
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It's a vocal revolution for 2000... "1!" |
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CHORUS |
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(KO) Ayo, you better come strapped when we attack |
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(S) 'Cause only strapped cats have a shot at the rap |
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(KO) Bullet holes in the map leave a trail to where we at |
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But stop short of we |
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(S) We got them sucking the bowl like they speaking Portuguese |
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So bitch freeze, your motivation evident |
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Rhymes milky, chocolate has heaven sent |
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(KO) Ayo, I'm older now, arguing with back clerks |
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And presidents and crack heads smoking too close to the residence |
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What! |
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(Kardinal Offishall) {Saukrates} |
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Yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas} |
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Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas} |
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Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas} |
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Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas} |
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(YLook) |
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You know this money man |
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Got us acting funny man |
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We sick of living crummy man |
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We got to get this money man |
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(Kardinal Offishall) |
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Yo, big Sox, Kardinal Offishall |
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Circle IV, big YLook, cousin Spoke |
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Let the motherfu---- beat ride |
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Don't sleep niggas |
