(feat. Coke, Juvenile, Petey Pablo [Juvenile])
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From N.Y. to the motherfuckin N.O.
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{Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?} What's up Envy nigga?
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Hey, hey, nigga what's up?
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His body get bucked so put some Hennessy in a cup
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I'ma snatch me a hoe before I leave this bitch
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Tell the DJ he better play my shit
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That shit right there, is platinum off the top
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You already know my reputation, I will fuck with the cops
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Whatever I'm at, guns and drugs involved
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That gangsta shit bouncin from wall to wall
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Women got in free and it's six to one
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I'm fuckin some before it's done
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If I don't know shit I know how to get that green
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Like gettin them for 20, sellin them for 15
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I got six hoes, that love me right
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They'll love you too, if you're payin me right
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I'm not that kind of cat that'll write books
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but I could paint a picture in the ghetto on a lightpost {Desert, Storm}
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[Chorus x2: Petey Pablo]
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Come if you wanna come! (Yes sir!)
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Jump if you wanna jump! (Yes sir!)
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Bring it if you wanna bring it! (Yes sir!)
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C'mon nigga, c'mon! (Yes sir!)
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Come if you wanna come! (Yes sir!)
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Jump if you wanna jump! (Yes sir!)
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Bring it if you wanna bring it! (Yes sir!)
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C'mon nigga, C'MON! (Yes sir!)
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[Petey Pablo]
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HEYYYY baby, you seen who's that came in the do'?
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Ain't that that Carolina nigga they say that's outta control?
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I'm off the rocker nothin can stop me, I'm HOTTER THAN HOT
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Then got the Juvenile sweat the whole game around, YOU BETTER WATCH HIM
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'Fore I fuck around and come to your house
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Park in your momma flowers and cuss the BIRD NIGGA TO COME OUT
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I'm crazy baby, I'm wild
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I don't know if you heard about it but baby I been this way for a while
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I got some NEW SCHOOL
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The cables that supposed to be ATTACHED TO THE SCREWS
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That done come loose and I don't know what to hook 'em to
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Juve', Juve' - you better tell 'em what this thang'll do
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SOUTHSIDE, RIDE OR DIE, fool who you talkin to? (YOU!)
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I got enough to go 'round, my shit'll hit you from Uptown
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And you know I'm from North Carolina!
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Lay 'em down for real - a done deal, done deal
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Pigeon-toed, long nose, bald headed NIGGA!
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[Chorus]
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[Envy: over Chorus]
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Yeah, fat shout, whole Down South, Midwest.. whaaaaaaaaaaaat?
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[Coke]
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I'm the newer headbussa, baller bitch, bread toucher
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Caddy white trucker, dropper, red gutter
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Shut down the summer and ranger's newcomer
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Ice blue and the rims look like cucumbers
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I'm a hustler I serve the fiends
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When it's ready I turn that light on like Krispy Kreme man
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Set up shop, O.T. in small farms
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Like I got that dope and her-on, ear from hair on
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Y'all don't really want no beef with I
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I'm at your crib ith the ratchet like Allen I.
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So you could jump if you want {FUCKA!}
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You get crunk if you want {SUCKA!}
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But I got asthma and I always keep the pump fucka {FUCKA!}
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Blow your brains on the dash like "Menace"
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To identify you they gon' have to call yo' dentist
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Coke keys, oasis where the heat be
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Holla at a playa in the street, when you need me
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[Chorus]
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Yes Sir
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DJ Envy |