[Ali]
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Check
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Me and Sonny in the Escalade, TV where yo' head lay
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Uptown, Harlem World, seein ???
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With some bran-bran, got a jaw hit ???
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Hun'ned G's for the suit, the hood like "oh man"
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Bendin corna's, twenty-two's, no dubbin, (crrrrrrrrrrrr)
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That's what you hear 'cause that shit be rubbin
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I gotta fix that, ooh, damn, who is that?
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Dark skin, five-ten, twist, and kinda thick
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Pull this bitch over, so I can do what I do
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Get digits, call later, and teach you about you
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Mami giggle and smile, said she diggin my style
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Country boy, rugged for life, never come off foul
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Ahhh, put you on a team with me
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First class to the Bahamas, the scenery
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When I walked off, she called me back on the scene
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Like "who the St. Lunatics and what them double 'Bs' mean?"
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[Chorus]
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The double 'B' stands for the, chhhchhh, boom da boom
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Lunatic bass and beats, catch ya shakin the room
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So what, what, bomp, bomp
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What, what, this shit bomp
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The double 'B' stands for the, chhhchhh, boom da boom
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Lunatic bass and beats, catch ya shakin the room
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So what, what, bomp, bomp
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What, what, this shit bomp
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I got a size double D waitin at the double tree for me
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Ecstasy pills, Crissy and them Swisher Sweets
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With enough dough, to make a cake from scratch
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We the best, do the knowledge niggas, face the facts (I said that)
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Draped in black in the back, with that, thing that go, chhchh-pat
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Indeed, truck so big we gotta pull over to pass the weed, it's a tragedy
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How my neck, shine in the moonlight
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Give me one chance to show that ass what ya man ain't doin right
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It's a hundred percent chance mami, what
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Leave with me I'm in them pants mami
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Cotton soft, put it in first and jetted off
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Pumpin it loud so she can hear Jay-E floss
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While we got it warm, bitches is startin to swarm
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Lunatic be the chain, double 'B' be the charm
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[Chorus]
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Took a limo to the airport, got a show down south
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Club one-twelve, showin 'em what that L about
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Holla at my nigga Ray-Ray
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Drop the top in four, hit the switch, we bumpin "Dre Day"
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Hey, hey, hey, what can I say?
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Hit the liquor store for blunts, gin and O.J.
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'Cause I just bought a half, Chico dropped it off
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It's sunny, bitches out, and I'm dyin to floss, you don't say
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Ain't a damn thing that I won't buy
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I don't lie, money to the sky, shop 'til I die
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'Cause you know I got the greenery
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Five G's in the mall ain't a thing to me
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I do that, in a minute, gave my wife the Infinite
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Dubbed it up, fuck ballin, nigga, I'm winnin the pennet
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Now that we in it, you know that we gon' do it for sure
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Before we go let me tell you one thing that you should know
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[Chorus]
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The double 'B' stands for the, chhhchhh, boom da boom
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Boom D Boom
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St. Lunatics |