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Somebody call the slick police |
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Capitol W |
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Weezy Baby |
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This is the Carter man |
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Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go! |
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Raj ya bangin 'em in the.. Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the.. |
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Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the head wit this one cut! |
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Weezy Weezy say guard ya face ***** |
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Weezy say guard ya neck ***** |
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Weezy Baby this is the Carter |
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I move it from a eighth to a slab from a slab to a quarter |
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From a quarter to a half from a half to a hard one |
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You do the math it's a horror |
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While I be on the ave gettin off one nineteen for a soft one |
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Bricks I loft 'em catch him he hot |
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If I catch you without my scratch I'm stretchin ya out |
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If you catch me without the burna burn me |
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I beg of you shoot off the leg of you and kick ya in the ass |
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I'm dyin of doom I say I'm sick with cash |
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These eyes are real see straight through ya liquid ass |
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You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon |
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You could see it by my ***** face she thick with ass |
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Get slick slick I click click blast on ya ***** ass |
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Squad up *******t click or smash on ya ***** ass |
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Smash on ya ***** ass |
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Now pick the grass up out ya ass and the caps out ya cap Aye! |
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(Chorus - 2X) |
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Who wanna ***** wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em |
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Who wanna ***** wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em |
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Who gon ***** wit me I got the blazer for 'em |
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Who gon ***** wit me do you wanna ***** wit me Naw! |
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Hustle boy sell a nick to ya mom I'll sell a brick out ya house |
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I'll sell a brick to a house ***** |
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I'll send a clip to ya mouth back of the gun to ya nose |
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Front of the gun to ya clothes I let it rip and I bounce |
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Lights off young Teddy Pender is out |
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Mask on scare the ***** out ya but ya ass grown |
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I wasnt born with no silver spoon |
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But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon |
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Tomb sittin in ya room sing for me |
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But if ya don't gimmie no tune the semi go boom |
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But if ya dont hear me doe fool the semi go boom |
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I'm try to make moves but they gimmie no room |
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I takes my space I blaze the haze take ya babe to space |
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She gimmie amazing face I sung Amazing Grace |
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I was once lost but now I'm found |
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Full of them pounds is how I'm found Aye! |
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(Chorus - 2X) |
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Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da head Whoa! |
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Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da face Whoa! |
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Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da neck Whoa! |
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Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go! |
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I know how to cook so I buy it soft |
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I also sell it soft depending the cost |
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You know thats shells they toss defending they boss |
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They wipes 'em well across ya dentures like floss |
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You know I smell ya talk and I swear I knows bull*******t and ******* near or far |
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Ya'll *****z better gear up for the comin of the boy |
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From a young'n to a boy to young boy boy |
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I dump toys boy at ya punk boy toys |
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Take the pump out the trunk take a chunk out a chump |
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Baby what have I done I created a monster |
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Weezy Baby a gangster no *****ster |
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Hell naw I smell ya'll |
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Didnt know Jam Master well but I rocks wit my shells on |
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And the block still a hell zone |
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Get a helmet for you and ya gals dome I suggest! Aye! |
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(Chorus - 2X) |
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Bang 'em in da head whoa! |
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Bang 'em in da face whoa! |
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Bang 'em in da neck whoa! |
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Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go |
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Bang 'em in da head whoa! |
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Bang 'em in da face whoa! |
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Bang 'em in da neck whoa! |
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Rim low all I can see is ya hoe now let's go |
