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Hey, hey, hey hey |
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Hey, yes, yes i |
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C'mon, c'mon uh, uh.. uh |
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[lady b] another one of those saturday nights y'all |
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Yo y'all, take heed |
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Yeah, check it out, c'mon |
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You're now rockin with the best.. uh |
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[lady b] without a doubt, take heed y'all |
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C'mon, yeah, uh |
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Uh, yo, about to give you what you need y'all |
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[lady b] without a doubt |
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[black thought] |
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Check it out now, it's the type cerebral |
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World renowned, illustrious, ille-gal |
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My musical affection, bubblin within your zone |
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Like champagne, known as the fifth campaign |
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Thought be doin his damn thang |
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Bent like, a boomerang, tryin to maintain |
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I'm both yin and yang from mi kan lang |
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What your lady gettin me up? i'm never answering |
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Let her miss me, see me then she off tryin to kiss me |
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Talkin bout, "i dig you tariq, the way you twist me" |
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Meanwhile, she comin home tipsy, all grinnin |
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And what you used to fit em before, you now swimmin |
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Just take a dive p-5 deep, the team winnin |
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Takin hip-hop back to, the beginnin |
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Cause mc's are pretendin, i slap your sound |
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Out the sky like i'm goaltendin, bring your career |
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To an endin, enter the next era trascendin for real |
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Knahmsayin? if not, then man listen |
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For you to try to fuck with the fifth, that's ambition |
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I let y'all know the time indeed, y'all need to |
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Take heed y'all |
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[lady b] get a little p-5-d y'all |
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Straight from the town of phil-ly y'all |
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But we about to give you what you need y'all |
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Without a doubt |
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[lady b] take heed y'all, get a little p-5-d y'all |
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Straight from the town of phil-ly y'all |
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But we about to give you what you need y'all |
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Without a doubt |
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[black thought] |
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Yo, i control the stadium like the law long arm |
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Warn, ring the alarm, cause here the roots come |
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The funk's all ready for whoever want some |
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Your album get split like, a lump sum |
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No doubt, under this influencin of outcome |
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Millenium spaceship, totally wasted |
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Schoolly d classic, though i vocally laced it |
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Taste this swerve on a regular basis |
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Servin y'all whatever the place is |
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Blowin conniseur quality in my competitor's faces |
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This is without doubt, your lady pass out |
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This illa-fifth twilight zone, you ass out |
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Shout, to my brothers on back route |
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Whippin the short that's smacked out, dig it |
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Strump this in your casette deck, hip-hop has not left yet |
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I sent a verse in the mail like, a death threat |
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The critically acclaimed composer, stand over |
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Whichever mute miniscule mic holder |
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You never knew the real before, yo i show ya |
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You need to make your thoughts more sober, think it over |
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[lady b] take heed y'all, get a little p-5-d y'all |
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Straight from the town of phil-ly y'all |
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But we about to give you what you need y'all |
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Without a doubt (repeat 4x) |