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[Baby]Shhhhh, nigga drinkin don pie, and crystal (Huh Bra?)All that in the ass, fuckin these hoes, ballin till we fallinDrankin too much, but its all good (all good)Its all gravey dog watchin they dogs come out [Baby]Thugged out, when i met the presidentReeboks and Girbuads, when he came into my residentsVest up cuz i aint trust the hoes who we fuckin witThree years in 86 and the mayor supportin mah shitWasnt pickin no cotton for no redneck, Bitch! And i wouldnt fuck foxy with another nigga dickBeen slick doin this shit since 86Scarred wit mah neck and my tattoes on mah wristAnd my motto is i'll fuck a bitchCash checks quick and i done payed my dues to this rap shitCompetition catchin the blues cuase we comin with that raw shitThat brown layed down shitStack your cheese wit a tape thats fire slickAnd bees like butter fresh got 'em runnin to the store quickAnd it cost half a ki to see my in the club slickAnd sure 'nuff i dont wanna see no blood slickAnd it cost a whole ki to see me in the stadium, Bitch!And ill put that on the bezzle if you dont belive that shit[Juvenile]I aint givin up shit, everything i got i earnedNuthin for free, up in this world is what i learnedBackdown for what, i know them playas up in that cutAnd they tapin us, my shot they cant wait to bustSo all you niggaz slow down, you drawin more heatI read it in the paper already , they say they gonna sweepA brother doin 10-9, im fuckin with you clownzNigga done take his charge, so mah people went downGet some were you aint got nuthin to do?I'm ballin now, i dont time to be fuckin witch youMe and chilly ride hod , ready to ball like a dogGet full of that hen and that dro' until we fallDont answer the phone , cuase they got us under survallianceLook in the real b , You dont know them people tralin?[Chorus]Drop, Drop, Drop it like its hotWatch out ,watch out drop it like its hotWhoa, whoa drop it like its hotWatch out ,watch out drop it like its hot[M. Fresh]Who the only nigga you know that'll hassle a bitch Who the only nigga you know that'll Harass a bitchFresh miggity, Big Dickity, do the liggityThen you my baby boo, Fo shiggityYou done seen me, got the super weenyRidin with a bitch in the blue Lambourgini Muggin while she between meEatin Hizucks, Beatin DizucksSuckin till she catch the HizucksWhen i shoot the rizzucks, I like 'em i love and i smashI hit 'em qiuck in a mash, till the kat K Robbin,Weebon and BobbinBig lip Slobbin on the telephone poles (Whoa)The pickle has no heart, in the middle of the darkIf u cant finish this shit you shouldt have start, with a big-dick birdie man 23 year old dirty man, pull of yer skirt and then grab your handAnd let you insert, Da Man[Chorus][Cadillac]Baby im'a ctach my cut from saratoga unravelinTryin to twist 'em with the shit, with brite gangsta unravelinRunnin of on mah shit, Tryin to take what was mineBut im'a gip with mah shit from 6 figures to the last dime Cieze my bank account and i still got my drug boutIf i was runnin with them niggaz then i'd be crossed upI'm'a ball till i fall, What you think i was playin?I like cars and broads, but im real with this rap thingI still got mah buildins, still gonna make a millionI'm'a slang these rocks, from all the way up, They killin 'em Take it how you want it, I aint got shit for the doubtTill im finished with the life, asked slim its a mougt[Baby]How you luv that?, Bitch![Chorus]more