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O It's On - Petey Pablo



     
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O It's On Lyrics


'Cuz
Whassup nigga?
If a muthafucka would have told me years ago
That the game today would be so fucked up
Common holla at cha boi
That these muthafuckin' niggas be runnin' around
Here actin' mo bitchy fried
Bitch niggas
One year more penalize
I see these niggas man
Lord this shit crazy then a muthafucka, but you know what
Tonight we gon handle that shit, we gon bring this to ya spot yao
Ey yo speak on that shit
95 percent of these supposed to be thugs is hoes
With Victoria Secret panties crammin' that ass hole
Throwin' the crooked finger dick ridin' the west coast
Them some real soldiers, y'all son of bitches, fonies
I called it like I called it, think I'm wrong, step forward

And get yo mind pushed in a science class bucket
She in to tough talkin' now that 50 got on
Quit fantasizing 'bout that man life, and live yo own
You ain't neva be hard, yo mammy titty fed you too long
Probably still suck it if she pulled it out and showed ya
Tonite were gettin' closure, I'm pointin' out folks
Pullin' niggaz cards, exposin' what ya hold
I'm sorry if it feels you don't know me no more
Just had some shit on my mind, in my chest I had to get off
You can't judge a muthafuckin' book by its cover
But I can spot a bitch a mile away
Pardon me brotha
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
(Here I go)
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, give 'em some, muthafucka
(Get 'em buck)
These niggaz catchin' feelings, they ain't men they women
And he gay 'cuz he wit 'em and he trying to defend 'em
So I say we should expose these hoes
I think our fans should know we gon shoot up yo shows
O it's on now yeah, I can cummon down
(On now)
I got a desert eagle wit a silencer, I swear it make no sound
A 4.5 caliber with some bullets that so round
50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
Petey you need me nigga just holla and I got ya
Throw on some frank Sinatra and order me some pasta
They fuckin' with some mobstas, see we can get it done
And I bet you at his funeral nobody gon come
I ain't here to be beefin' wit no nigga to get a name
If you pussies and show yo panties, I'm pullin' out my thang
Got a habit of smackin' faggots with semi-automatics
You niggas in trouble buck and Petey back at it it's on nigga
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, get ya some, muthafucka
Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
If he say, anything in here tonight, you don't like
Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
If he say, anything in here tonight, you don't like
If you jump off in the club it's a jump off in the club
She can tow up just get toed up like I give a good buck
All the champagne I don bought bitch I done paid for this chair
That I'm fittin' to take and break across this zombies head
Look at bone crusher very first verse he don read
(10 ton)
That's on everything I love to drop dead
(Bitch I ain't never scared)
Fuckin' round get a main artery cut in half
Blood gushin' out the side of your neck bleedin' to death
Needin' a paramedic to reconnect 'n' piece you back together
I don seen it happen too many times out here, hate it man
It's gettin' crucial out here 'n' you takin' this shit for granted
Pussy punk, panty wearin' mascara faggot
Blow pop suckin' ass, juicy fruity crooked man
Molested as a child, by the babysitter daddy
Backstabbin' motherfuckin' crabs in a barell
I can't stand 'em, but I bet I can handle 'em
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, get ya some, muthafucka
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit
Whachu want, drag, get ya some, muthafucka

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Moses Barrett III (born June 17, 1979 in Greenville, North Carolina), better known by his stage name Petey Pablo, is a rapper, actor and founder of CMG Records. He is best known for his hit singles Raise Up, Show Me The Money and Freek-a-Leek, and for being featured on Ciara's Billboard Hot 100 number one single Goodies. He released his debut album, Diary of a Sinner: 1st Entry, in 2001 and his sophomore effort, Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry, in 2004. His highly aniticpated third album, A&R: Anticipated Recordings, is set to be released in January 2010 after a six year absence from the music scene.

Barrett left home aged 13 in 1992 and lived on the streets of Baltimore, and later Raleigh. He was originally signed to Death Row records, releasing only one track with Crooked I. His life on Death Row was short. Petey Pablo was arrested in Raleigh, North Carolina for armed robbery. He also lived in Pasquotank County, North Carolina. He spent six years in prison and on his release moved to New York City, where he met Black Rob and Busta Rhymes, and, according to legend, was signed by the A&R director of Jive Records after hearing him rapping in a club bathroom. After a few guest spots in 2000, his first solo single was "Raise Up" in 2001 at the age of 22, produced by Timbaland, followed by debut album Diary of a Sinner: 1st Entry the same year. "Raise Up" was helped by rotation on MTV and heavy play on urban radio, reaching #25 on the Billboard Hot 100 and topping the Hot Rap Singles Chart. Noted for its "black" rhythm section, "Raise Up" borrows from Timbaland's preference for African-American instrumentation and helicopters. The release of his second album, Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry, was delayed until 2004. Lead single from the album, the sexually-explicit "Freek-a-Leek" was another major success, reaching #7 in the Hot 100, although little chart success followed. Barrett currently resides in Wake Forest, North Carolina, where he is working under his own label: Carolina Music Group, or CMG. His new album, "A&R: Anticipated Recordings" hits stores in January 2010. The highly anticipated album comes after a six year absence from the music scene. Barrett is calling the album "phenomenal." Many singles are expected to come from this new record such as "Osama," "NC Wzup" and "Fire.

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