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Push

C'mon Shorty stay push c'mon

C'mon c'mon push it's almost there

One more time c'mon

C'mon push baby one more time

Harder harder push harder

Push push c'mon

One more time here it goes!

I see the head!

Yeah c'mon!

Yeah! Yeah!

You did it baby yeah!

the hibby, the hibby dibby hip hop and ya don't stop!

Rock it out baby bubba, to the boogedy bang bang

The boogey to the boogedy beat

Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin', to the beat

God damnit, what the fuck are you doin'?

You can't control that god damn boy? (What?)

I just saw Ms. Jersey, he told me he caught the

motherfuckin' boy and chopped him

(Get your black ass off!)

You can't control the god, I don't know

what the fuck to do with that boy

(What the fuck do you, whatta you do?)

If if you can't fuckin' control him

(All you fuckin' do is bitch at me)

Bitch, what I say, I'ma send his motherfuckin' ass

to a group home goddamnit, what??

I'll smack the shit outta you bitch

(Take your black ass, the fuck outta here)

Motherfucker, you are fuckin' up

(Comin' in here, smellin' like pile of shit, dumb motherfucker)

Gizmo's cuttin', up for the

Suckers that's, down with me!

What nigga you want to rob them motherfuckin' trains you crazy?

Yes, yes, motherfucker, motherfuckin' right, nigga yes

Nigga what the fuck nigga? We gonna get

Nigga it's eighty-seven nigga, is you dead broke?

Yeah nigga but, but

Motherfucker is you broke motherfucker?

We need to get some motherfuckin' paper nigga

Yeah but nigga it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherfuckin' train

Just listen man, your mother givin you money nigga?

My moms don't give me shit nigga, it's time to get paid nigga

is you wit me? Motherfuck is you wit me?

Yeah I'm wit you nigga c'mon

Alright then nigga lets make it happen then

All you motherfuckers get on the fuckin floor!

Get on the motherfuckin' floor!

Chill, give me all your motherfuckin' money

And don't move nigga!

Give me all your motherfuckin' money, I want the jewelry

Give me every fuckin' thing

Nigga I'd shut the fuck up or I'ma blow your motherfuckin' brains out!

Nigga, give me your jewelry, give me your wallet

Fuck you bitch, get up off that shit

What the fuck you holdin' on to that shit for bitch?

Open see-74, Smalls

Mr. Smalls, let me walk you to the door

So how does it feel leavin' us?

C'mon man, what kind of fuckin' question is that man?

Tryin' to get the fuck up out this joint dog

Yeah, yeah, you'll be back

You niggaz always are

Go head man, what the fuck is you hollerin' about?

You won't see me up in this motherfucker no more

We'll see

I got big plans nigga, big plans, hahahahaha

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written by FRANCIS, TERRY

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