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Intro |
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Damn. |
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I'm broke. |
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My feet hurt. |
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(inside the mind of a car jacker) |
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And that ******* is slippin. |
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It makes me wanna..creep. |
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It makes me wanna..creep. |
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Verse one |
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Damn, i'm such a g it's pathetic |
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Here comes the big-headed |
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****** that's dippin |
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Sippin on courvoisier |
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Goddamn i must havta floss today |
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Now pimpin aint easy but it's necessary |
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So i'm chasin ******* like tom chased jerry |
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I'll put the pedal to the flo-uh |
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In my two-tone ford explo-uh |
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You know how it's done |
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Sounds bumpin |
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Ain't that sumthin? |
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Jumped on the 110 |
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She's flyin in the blazer |
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Like 'go speed racer' |
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But i ain't gonna chase her |
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Like racer x |
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But i won't flex |
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Til it's time to have sex |
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So when you wanna get togetha? |
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Cause you know a ****** like me |
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Is down for whatever |
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And i'm down for whatever |
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Verse two |
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When i was little i didn't wanna be like mike |
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I wanted to be like ike |
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Cause |
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Papa was a rolling stone in the sixties |
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And he liked green like bill bixby |
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Told me that my best friend was a ten and a twenty |
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Pokets never skinny |
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Played let's get it on in the living room |
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Cause he'll turn the party out sayin, 'this is my mutha****** house' |
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And y'all gots to go |
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Through the door |
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And if you can't find the door |
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He'll help you with the four-four |
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Talkin much *******t on the grass |
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And straight down to blast |
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I'm still in my p.j.'s |
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He's in a turtleneck sweater |
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And we down for whatever |
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And i'm down |
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Solid pro is down for whatever |
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The don jaguar is down for whatever |
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And it don't seem to stop |
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Verse three |
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Now |
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I don't talk a lot of *******t |
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But when it's time to get busy with these hos, let's go |
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Cause i'd rather see a skinhead dead |
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Then my ******s wearin blue or red |
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Cause i got the gift |
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To hit these hos swift |
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And i'm smellin like a fifth |
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Of sumthin |
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Yeah, that's right |
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I'm standin in the store |
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Koreans |
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Act so nice |
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Cause i got potentials to blow up a winchells |
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Donut |
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And you know what? |
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I'm cool like dat like digable planets |
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But don't take a ****** for granted |
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Cause whether it's a verdict of the l.a. four |
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You just don't know |
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That this rappin-ass ****** will change with the weather |
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And be down for whatever |
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Outro |
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And i'm down |
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Creep. |
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And i'm down for whatever |
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Ice cube - devoid of pop |
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And i will never dance for you trick-ass ******s |
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It makes me wanna..creep. |
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It makes me wanna..creep. |
