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Ditty

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Yo, this is how I'm comin' for the nine deuce

Another fat, fat track

So Rhythm D, pour the orange juice

And let's relax while sippin' on yak

Because it's like that

I'm conscious of hoes, so Paperboy wears prophylactic

I wear a jimmy for the skins 'cuz it's a long trim

Front row seats, aiyo, I know she's on the nine inchJust to get a piece of the green but she's an undertaker

Now you know the Paper is an around the world heart-breaker

Me sink? I float from dough, but yo, had to have a breakdown

Paid in full, so now you know why my belly's round

Pickin' the rap back up and scoopin' up crowds

Just like a steel shovel

Not from the ghetto, but yo, takin' it to another level

Let the beat ride, but hold on to your women, G

'Cuz now that I'm rich so many women wanna do meIt make a man say, "Damn"

I'm finally taxin' more, play than homey Sam

But let me speak to the weak, I mean the rookies

My time is help up, extremely for cookies

Just let me clock this groove in ninety two

Hey, you don't bother me and I sure never won't bother youAnd ah, you just watch a brother flowin' like Niagra

Think before you step, because these niggas just might stag ya

Although I'm labeled with the black fade

It's gold D's on my four and gold lex 'cuz I got it made

I brought the beat on once again because I had to

And just like Jody Watley, baby girl, I can have you

Just let me work this track, and yo, any way is OK

Your place or mine, all night until the next day

UnhDo the ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the ditty, ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want youNow here we go from the top

Second verse of the same song

With the conclusion, all should be happy with ding-dong

It's since a man clock a grip,, G

It's like every nickel and dime nigga be like

"See, don't you remember me?"

A hustler, and his snow with more hoes to lego

Keep 'em chunky like Prego, so they can play with my eggo

I have a tendency to flow, start off with my own groovePick up the mic and all of a sudden I see high movin'

Guess it's like magic, and Paperboy is the magician

If I was a vacuum I'd be suckin' up competition

Let it ride again, and yo, believe I got my own thing

Straight behind my hoes so miss me with the chick from Soul Train

And I'm a break my note, just to show up tokin

Tote on his ass when I scoop him 'cuz we bud smokin'

A black man tryin' to make it and that ain't no fair

But just like BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there, huhDo the ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the ditty, ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want youNow here we go

Uh, let's take a trip to another land

Clock a grip, come back and watch the hoes tan

Jump in the lexo, and roll out to my cabin

Believe me, my brother, more hoes than you can imagine

All on the ding-a-ling, just because the gold rings

But Im like 'whats up witcha?', you ain't heard a damn thing

Make sure you got the jim hats, strapped for protection

Because to me, my life is more than my erectionAnd give me a hand, if you a fan, it ain't over yet

'Cuz doin' the ditty with Paperboy makes the ocean sweat

Leave you kinda startled like the funk off of fritos

Make you man jealous, while hoes cheese like Doritos

It ain't my fault, I lay the piper with concern

And I ain't from Mount Vernon, but a brother's money-earnin'

And for those disagree, and then jock, that's a pitty

Just bob your head for Paperboy and the ditty

YeahDo the ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the ditty, ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

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