[Greg Street]
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Chi-Town to the A-Town
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Worldwide, whattup to my girl Brat?
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She's back, Greg Street in the building
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Life, After, Death
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The B-R-A-T is the mixtape
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Whattup Brat?
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She's on Twitter @only1brat
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JDLTL online on Twitter
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And it's your boy Greg Street @djgregstreet
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so you know what time it is
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Global 14 Family, online at global14.com
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Social networkers represent real big at So So Def
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Greg Street's in the building!
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[Jermaine Dupri - echoing]
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This is a, So So Def, world premier
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A world, premier...
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I got a big booty bitch, Rose' bottles poppin
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I ain't gotta say nuttin wild, look at me
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I make a muh'fucker stay watchin, stay watchin
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Stay rockin - uhh, this shit right here should be a crime
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Nigga 'round here tryin to do me
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That'll take you a whole lifetime, lifetime
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Them pretty bitches love me (oh) I'm on my Chris Brown
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Southside shawty, mayor of the A-Town
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She suck it all night, all right, Heather Hunter
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Prepare yo'self for a So So Def summer
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[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
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Look at me now, uhh; look at me now, ohh!
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I stay gettin paper
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Look at me now, ohh; look at me now, yeah
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I'm fresher than a muh'fucker!
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[Jermaine Dupri]
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Now when I say fresh, I don't mean Degree
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Polo to the flo', Mr. Dupri
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You missin yo' girl nigga come see me
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She right up in my V.I.P.
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Hunt her girl tryin to eat on me
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My money go longer than Peachtree
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Tryin to do the Dougie
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and this bitch she talkin 'bout teach me
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Man, hold up - heh heh
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Look at all that ASS! Anyway
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I don't smoke, but if I did
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I guess it's time to puff, puff pass
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Let's go!
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[Da Brat]
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Well I'm feelin like a winner
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Cause I'm free I ain't gotta walk around as an inmate
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And I been off the scene for a minute
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But I'm back in the back and the fact is I'm GREAT!
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Couldn't wait for the parole board
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to go on give me a release date, February 28th
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Now I'm home on the phone, twenty-fo'
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Tryin to capitalize and get mo' dough, So So
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I'm 'bout to take advantage of every opportunity I can manage
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and do more damage than I have ever done
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I'm capable of lyrically assassinatin a hater
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I fascinate 'em for the hell of it I make it fun
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You don't wanna run up or don't want us in the Hummer
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with a hundred muh'fuckers, all Louisville sluggers
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Ain't na'ar a one of us no suckers
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Ain't na'ar a one of us no busters, or, hustlers
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Yeah how I gotta get cause I gotta get it
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while the gettin gettin good, lil' engine that could
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Came from the bottom with nuttin up out the hood
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I ain't fin' ta let nuttin stop it, I wish I would
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Even though I'm labelled a crimi-nal, I'm a better individu-al
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Look at me now, feet on the ground
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People around, supporters
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Surround myself with the most important, I'm fortunate
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I'm scorchin it; and for the record ain't nobody better
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I'm hotter than ever and I'm torchin this
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Aesthetic to be recordin this, hypothetically and phonetic
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when I'm at it, me at the mic married
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like me and Mariah Carey, steadily stay ready
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Heavily goin steady, happily ever after
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Begin a new chapter, back at'cha
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It's the B to the R-A-T, nuff camera
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[Chorus]
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Look At Me Now (Remix)
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Da Brat |