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Announcement

Im fin to take you to the tip top baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyEverybody Id like to announce

Throw you hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyAnd tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gon do it till they kickin us out

Cause this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyLive from the South Side this one

Hide your gun, representing Chi-Town to the fullest

Raps or bullets, see them rappers, they be duckin

When Com be buckin in the kitchen, fuckinOn the sink, got my mama a mink

Think Common is the link, thought the game was extinct

Lay there, them jeans is as slim as Shady

Brought em back from the 80s, now lets make some babiesFreestyle paid off so Lincoln paid me

No we can push more whips than slavery

Alex Haley and this rap shit, my roots is deep

You heard the bitch is you, yeah I know whats beefLet it cook and I pop like grease

You thirsty niggas cant stop my feast, uh

I still love her, she be needin the dick

When it come to hip hop its just me and my bitch, uhEverybody Id like to announce

Throw you hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyAnd tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gon do it till they kickin us out

Cause this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyBaby, youre like, what the fuck? There is no other

Valet crushed my Rolls so quickly I bought another

Sorry Mr. William moved out the building

Spot to the top, fifty feet with was the ceilingSlow down son, youre killin em, well funded it was not

Came to shitty deals, reminiscing give me chills

When Puff was with Biggie, Versace on every niggie

The backpacker copped the Porsche and drove to his cityNow all the little bitties from ugly to pretty

I was the magician mesmerize em, made em listen

My dick is like a Blow Pop baby

And it gets stiffer than some Botox babyBut show out baby and show me you aint gon act right

And Ill be pedaling backwards like a track bike

She aint know the Casio cost a hundred

Its been two years since I done it, now all the rappers want it, what?Everybody Id like to announce

Throw you hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyAnd tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gon do it till they kickin us out

Cause this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyAs I sit back, relax with Chicago on my back

Unzip the backpack, pull out a fifth of Jack

Ill probably go to jail for, naw that aint me

I style crazy and act like Jay-ZThe black Kojak, I get money and want mo stacks

The rap photographer, the way the flow stop

Broads say, Are you a philosopher?

Yeah yeah, I philosophize on top of ya Uh!Everybody Id like to announce

Throw you hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top babyAnd tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gon do it till they kickin us out

Cause this is hip hop baby

Im fin to take you to the tip top baby

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