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[over sample] Wussup Sho'Nuff boi! Yup, yup, Milwaukee kick your feet up nigga
[Big Marc] I'm comin down with the key to Decatur East Atlanta slab rider, heavy grinder for paper (yup!) City-slicker, heavyweight in the game Froze wrist and earlobes, heavy weight in my chain (yup!) Hittin the game where you niggaz be slackin Got the 'dro for the low, that's what my niggaz be sackin My, shell toes peddle Chevy's and boles White leathers on the Cutlass with mahogany flo's I'm ridin through Oakhurst, coated like Starburst Candy paint glisten, lookin greasy like bratwurst (oh!) The dude on my jersey is gray or deceased You rested in peace, for snitchin to Decatur police Servin niggaz with a ghetto subpoena Got that A-Town stompin back in Phillips Arena (A-Town stomp) I'm, passin hoes like collection plates And keep a broad on my squad who won't section eight (oh!)
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[over sample] Yeah, okay; yeah, okay They gon' love me after this one shawty, f'real man
[Sho'Nuff] All my trap niggaz, and 'dro smokers Keep the strippers stay focused pussy poppin and rollin (woo!) Cause all I wear is hats with A's Shoppin at malls, white tees, Cartiers (yup!) Jeans creased up, straight out the cleaners Plus my George Jefferson strut and my Southern demeanor When they see me when I speak my slang Everybody wanna know my name (Sho'Nuff) I was - born in Atlanta, raised in Decatur Where we, pushin LeSabres and blow like inhalers Say he, kinda skinny with a full size jimmy Ay man, I got broads in different cities like gimme gimme They used to treat me like, Urkel the nerd Now they flock when they see my LeBrons on the curb (look here) See my upholstery, it got women approachin me Some look like they too old for me, TV's hangin appropriately
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[over sample] It's Major Way baby I told you you was gon' love me pimpin Uhh, yeah, AW-AHH! {*echoes*}
[Milwaukee Black] When you see me in the six-trey drop And I tell you that the price of the work just dropped (yup!) I let the thang go pop... I caught buddy round there snitchin off to the cops (yup!) And the game don't stop (don't stop) You tried to see my dough, you better see this fo' (get it?) I'm thirty-one and my rappin is done I got a million dollar company to run, BEOTCH!
[Sho'Nuff] Cause I smoke like you, I'm into some blue I buy 'em, lick 'em, split 'em, roll 'em just like you (yup!) In XXL, Murder Dog, The Source, on +Vibes+ I'm +Rolling Stones+ in late model rides homey
[Big Marc] I'm +Grand Hustlin+, +Disturbin Tha Peace+ I'm +So Def+ puttin +Organized Noize+ in the streets, yeahhhh I'm smokin earth tones, Chong & Cheech You beat your meat, at home while I bone your freak (oh!)
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