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Pick Of The Litter

Here we do it like 1 and 2 and 3 and to the 4

R to the O to the C's at the doe

Cruise make a move get clapped on up

So so def that's wassup

So give me the microphone first

(Why?)

Y'all know what the hell I'm 'bout

I been down in the dirty C L in out

Throw my roof in my trunk when I'm bellin' out

Gettin' crunk when I'm yellin' out

(Jersey)

Weavin' overseas and plushed out piece

Crushed out the parts, TV's and cars

I rock blockendial and block crocodile

I got so much style

(Yes, yes, y'all)

Sittin' confy, I know that every chicks wants me

Deep dish, six body wider than a humbee

Slump chumps, leave 'em numbered in the junkee

Chain so chunkie, I'm funkee

I don't know about y'all ova there

But ova here we crunk and we ready

And I'm the ROC dippin', leanin', meanin'

T I G ah, crushin' up the contendah

I'm lil' Weezy to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down

I don't belive nobody, can't do nothing wit me

And I don't know about y'all ova there

But ova here we crunk and we ready

(Now here's what I want y'all to do for me)

Clap with this little rap killa, little homie

Got all the girls not knowin' how to act

I'm so nice here, ice so clear, look at it

When I'm up to bat, you betta get back

It's all bomb and you know where I'm from

East Haven, baby, ain't no playin' we up in this

For the long run, y'all don't want none

No.1 most wanted on your Christmas list

I'm bow wow to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down

I don't believe nobody can't do nothin' wit me

I'm too spiffy, stay new at the feet

I got all the suburban nerds and kids from the street wit me

Crowd around and bear witness

As I do it so real so far I just gotta be the best

You don't think so but I know so

'Cause that's the only way we know how to get down at the def, oh

I don't know about y'all ova there

But ova here we crunk and we ready

And I'm the ROC dippin', leanin', meanin'

T I G ah, crushin' up the contendah

I'm lil' Weezy to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down

I don't believe nobody, can't do nothing wit me

And I don't know about y'all ova there

But ova here we crunk and we ready

I went from Adidas to Chuck Taylor's

To the first one on the block wit some buck gators

Rock them papers, need I say more? Yeah

Well, holla at me when you see me on the streets

Or it's the chocolate don and where I'm from

They put diamonds on fingers and watches on arms

If ya lookin' for that green then Tasha got some

So fresh, so clean, y'all don't want none

I'm sharp as a tack and if you happen ta miss me, dog

Told ya I'll be back, maken the player haters say ah

And I'm still too close for comfort

And I took one nine like Keyshawn Johnson

Who the baller? Me? I look forward to every quarter

Convertible shift kit, if she look, I'm a call her

Ova to the Chevy dipped in greenery

I'm 38, hotter and we bustin' out the scenery, okay

I don't know about y'all ova there

But ova here we crunk and we ready

And I'm the ROC dippin', leanin', meanin'

T I G ah, crushin' up the contendah

I'm lil' Weezy to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down

I don't belive nobody, can't do nothing wit me

And I don't know about y'all ova there

But ova here we crunk and we ready

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