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Part 2 bitches! Shake a load off. (A world premier). Yo, shake a load off. |
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One mo', shake a load off. One more time, shake a load off. |
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We on our N.C. shit right now. Raleigh/Durham, Bull City, Gate City, Queen City. Tayetiam and all point in between. |
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[Verse One] |
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They say that I'm an animal |
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Whether we do it in digital or we do it in analog |
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Tay's the voice |
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The number one choice |
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That got the ladies moist in they panty draws |
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So keep thinkin' that it's sweet when it ain't at all |
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I tell you, this ain't what you want maine |
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Adults maine, who is not playin' with you god damn neanderthals |
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Get your knuckles off the floor nigga, we standin' tall |
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Eight years, still standin' strong |
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With no signs of lettin' up, I only get stronger |
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Y'all rap niggas done played every role in the book |
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And now you runnin' out of characters |
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Twit longer |
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Nigga get on |
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We got it sewn, get your mitt on |
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My style dumb fresh |
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Just like a drum set |
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In a singles bar tryin' not to get hit on |
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No stones thrown at thrown that I sit on |
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[Chorus] [Phonte] |
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Cause I ain't get enough |
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And she ain't get enough |
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And he ain't get enough |
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And we ain't get enough |
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And they ain't get enough |
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We need to get enough |
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My niggas throw it up |
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My bitches shake it up |
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[Khrysis] |
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Cause I ain't get enough |
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And she ain't get enough |
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And he ain't get enough |
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And we ain't get enough |
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And they ain't get enough |
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We need to get enough |
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My niggas throw it up |
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My bitches shake it up |
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[Verse Two] [Khrysis] |
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I know you wonder, "Why he doin' this?" |
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New way of thinkin' just tired of the bullshit |
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It's time to get this cash quick |
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No games involved |
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Tired of playin' with y'all |
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Done sittin' on the bench, chewin' gum with y'all |
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Niggas sittin' round watchin', bumpin' gums and all |
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Naw |
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It's time to make shit happen |
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Time for the action, sad eye for the actors |
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They ain't see this shit comin' |
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And now they wanna come runnin', flockin' by the dozens |
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Full fledged flank, you should see it cousin |
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All because of what your boy was bakin' in the oven |
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And I ain't leavin' out with nothin' empty handed bullshit |
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Niggas show and prove somethin' |
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Cover my ground cause I ain't tryin' to lose nothin' |
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There's ladies in the crowd and they be tryin' to move somethin' |
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They can feel it in they body when the tunes pumpin' |
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She was givin' me the eye, I had to stop frontin' |
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And now she's ridin' with me |
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Oh, I didn't know she was yours |
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I'll have her back around three |
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[Chorus] [Khrysis] |
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Cause I ain't get enough |
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And she ain't get enough |
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And he ain't get enough |
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And we ain't get enough |
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And they ain't get enough |
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We need to get enough |
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My niggas throw it up |
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My bitches shake it up |
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[Big Pooh] |
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Cause I ain't get enough |
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And she ain't get enough |
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And he ain't get enough |
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And we ain't get enough |
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And they ain't get enough |
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We need to get enough |
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My niggas throw it up |
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My bitches shake it up |
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[Verse Three] [Big Pooh] |
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+Live At The Barbecue+, down south with a view |
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Hey, what your name is? Shorty better get a clue |
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They say the end comin' soon, better start anew |
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I say the baby teeth gone, give me more to chew |
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One of the chosen few |
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Last man standin' |
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No patience for your pleas or your propagandin' |
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High stakes, poker face, niggas backgammon |
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R.P. over beats, see the back handin' |
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Gap Band +Outstanding+ is the theme song |
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You ain't made a dollar yet, then you dream raw |
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This is the resin arts of a beast |
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Made a crater outta crease, no peace, nigga King Kong |
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I don't mean harm |
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It's just a brain storm |
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I warned you once, nigga ain't gotta think far |
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Is this the proper form? |
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I suppose so |
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The Last Dragon out of shape |
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Kiss the shell toe |
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[Big Pooh] |
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Cause I ain't get enough |
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And she ain't get enough |
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And he ain't get enough |
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And we ain't get enough |
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And they ain't get enough |
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We need to get enough |
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My niggas throw it up |
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My bitches shake it up |