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Gangsters don't dance pop, we boogie on some hard shit |
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Fuck the V.I.P., we buy the bar |
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and it's a party goin on, but we came in here to close it |
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Twenty niggaz deep in the corner ready to roll shit |
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They dancin freaky, lookin sleazy as fuck |
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Ass bouncin everywhere, tryin to tease me with butt |
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But we ain't drinkin, we just chillin, we ain't sweatin these hoes |
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And I ain't here to answer questions, I'm just lettin you know |
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that if your cousin got a label or your partner can rap |
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Nigga cool, do your thizzle, give your partner some dap |
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But if you come up in this muh'fucker cappin in here |
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Man you ain't gon' believe what's fin' to happen in here |
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I'm a Southside nigga representin the good |
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For the North East and West side keepin it hood |
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Dirty wit it, I don't hesitate to put it to work |
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Pussy niggaz on that bullshit get put in the dirt |
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So recognize what I be about, I'm mobbin for life |
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Geto Boys back together bitch, we squabbin tonight |
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Got the whole hood ridin cause we keepin it street |
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FaceMob, Chuck boogie, Willie D to the beat |
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[Chorus: x2] |
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We don't dance, we boogie - ride, we boogie |
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Ball, we boogie - shine, we boogie |
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So up jump the boogie, and straight hood boogie |
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I'm a real nigga gangsters don't dance, we boogie |
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[Bushwick Bill] |
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Chuck Nice still in it, I ain't switchin it up |
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Weed smokin in the boys room, livin it up |
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Blue suits lookin stupid, I ain't givin a fuck |
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5th Ward, bloody nickel got me hittin it what |
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I'ma move it to the back, I wanna look at the show |
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See this chick I used to mash comin up through the do' |
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I approach her on some cool shit, I'm walkin her in |
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I'm in town for a minute and I'm wantin a friend |
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Fire up another phillie, steady feedin her lies |
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Eyes rollin to the back of her head, she was high |
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She was stupid like a snake, steady lickin her lips |
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{?} drugs up out the bird, so I pull out my dick |
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Started flashin at the party, I was drunk as a fuck |
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Full of weed, 'bout to conceive and twist it in public |
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'Til this chick walked in, said she's lovin the show |
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Started askin me to dance, I was tellin her noooooooo! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Willie D] |
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Walk through the do' and the DJ announce |
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Stop the motherfuckin music, Willie D in the house |
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He backed on it with my jam, that nigga was cool |
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He wasn't a bitch-ass ho like some of these fools |
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Keep the waitress on her toes, tipped her a bank |
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Northside niggaz just love to crank |
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Does any one of y'all fools up in here got a gripe? |
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We kickin y'all motherfuckin ass tonight |
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Come at me sideways, I don't care if you law |
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I'm a dot that eye, and check that jaw |
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Dragged across the bar top partner |
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Slam you on the dance flo' and stomp the shit out ya |
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Somebody give me a drink to calm me down |
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It can be Wild Turkey, gin or Crown |
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I like 'em big, don't fuck with malnourished chicks |
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Now shake that ass you dirty bitch |
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[Chorus] |
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Nigga! Side to side, drinkin hand, understand? |
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Y'all motherfuckin niggaz be, backin that thang up, runnin hoppin |
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Whistle while you twerkin and, motherfuckin sissy-boyin |
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Real men bout it, you ain't even supposed to be able to move like that |
