[00:00.00] 作词 : Benjamin, Brown, Patton
[01:08.88]dickie shorts and lincoln's clean, leaning checking out the scene
[01:16.25]gangsta boys bligga's lit, riding out talking shit
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[01:23.95]nigga where you wanna go, you know the club don't close til four
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[01:31.57]let's party til we can't no more, watch out here come the folks
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[02:10.98]as the plot thickens it gives me the dickens
[02:13.92]reminiscent of charles, a lil' disco-tech nestled in the ghettos
[02:18.54]of niggaville, USA via Atlanta, georgia, a lil' spot where
[02:24.23]young men and young women go to experience they first lil'
[02:26.58]taste of nightlife, me? well, I've never been there, well perhaps once
[02:34.20]but I was so engulfed in the ＂E＂
[02:37.83]I never made it to the door you speak of hard core
[02:40.76]while the dj sweating out all the problems and troubles of daythe
[02:45.53]while this fine bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors
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[02:50.09]lulls lukewarm lullabies in your left ear
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[02:53.34]competing with ＂set it off＂ in the right
[02:55.09]but all it blends perfectly, let the liquor tell it
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[03:00.21]＂hey, hey look baby, they playin' our song＂
[03:04.58]and the crowd goes wild as if holyfield has just won the fight
[03:08.20]but in actuality it's only about 3 am
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[03:13.79]and three niggas just done got hauled off in the ambulance （sliced up）
[03:17.55]two niggas done start bustin' （wham, wham）
[03:20.92]and one nigga done took his shirt off talkin' bout
[03:23.42]＂now who else wanna **** with hollywood cold?＂
[03:27.99]it's just my interpretation of the situation
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[03:58.57]Hook: damn, damn, Jamesdamn
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[04:30.51]when I first met my spottieottiedopaliscious angel
[04:33.70]I can remember that damn thang like yesterday
[04:36.39]the way she moved remined me of a brown stallion horse with skates on
[04:40.20]smooth like a hot comb on nappy ass hair
[04:44.57]I walked up on her and was almost paralyzed
[04:46.83]her neck was smelling sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrap
[04:50.07]eyes beaming like four carats apiece just blinding a nigga
[04:53.32]felt like i chiefed a whole ＂O＂ of that presidential
[04:55.70]my heart was beating so damn fast
[04:57.95]never knowing this moment would bring another life into this world
[05:01.14]funny how shit come together sometimes （ya dig）
[05:04.20]one moment you frequent the booty clubs and the next four years
[05:06.82]you and somebody's daughter rising y'all own young'n
[05:08.76]now that's a beautiful thang, that's if you're on top of your game
[05:13.19]and man enough to handle real life situations （that is）
[05:16.56]can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money
[05:19.62]might not always be sufficient, but the united parcel service
[05:23.50]and the people at the post office, didn't call you back because you got
[05:26.87]cloudy piss, so now you back in the trap just that, trapped
[05:30.87]go and marinate on that for a minute