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Intro: Sheek |
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Louch Ok (Cocoa Channelle: Ok) |
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Ok ok ok Y. |
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O. where you at? (Oh!) |
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Bronx where you at? (Oh!) |
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Harlem where you at? (Oh!) |
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Brooklyn where you at? (Cocoa Channelle:Queens!) |
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Verse 1: Sheek |
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Louch Now what you know about me |
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I got this rap shit down to a tee |
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Grams to a half, half to a key |
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If these alone 'gon cause me a |
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G My flow too deadly baby |
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No fakin hold the hammer steadily baby |
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No shakin you still wanted to pop off |
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Until I come through slow with the top off |
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You ain't real you just a knock off |
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Y'all ain't sick that's just a light light cough |
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Sheek heavy in the hood |
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Rims spin heavy in the hood dash heavy with wood |
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Niggaz try get me if they could |
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But they know the handle is wood and my aim is good |
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Sheek keeps it real, from the streets to the motherfuckin yards at jail (Let's go) |
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Chorus: Sheek |
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Louch I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin |
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And, I don't know what's all the drama |
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But he keep on frontin better call his mama |
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And, I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin |
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And, I don't know what's all the drama |
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But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and |
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Verse 2: Sheek |
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Louch Nah, |
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I ain't thuggin |
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I'm here to party |
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And I, I don't party |
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I'm here to thug |
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I don't know taste this drink |
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I think it's drugged |
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Then ummm, he keep talkin he will get plugged |
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Listen, tell shorty |
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I got the hot tub |
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If she try and wash a little sweat off from the club |
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And, tell her friends they could come if they want |
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Cause my niggaz got a line full of whips in the front |
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And, I know you playmate of the month |
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And you model for |
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Vicky C (Say what?!) |
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But ain't no runway here and you ain't there |
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So you might as well let us skeet, bitch, ha ha! |
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Bridge: Sheek |
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Louch Ok, ok ok ok (Let me see who else in hear, let's go) |
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New York where you at? (Oh!) |
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Cali where you at? (Oh!) |
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Miami where you at? (Oh!) |
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Atlanta where you at?(Oh!) |
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Chorus: Sheek |
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Louch I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin |
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And, I don't know what's all the drama |
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But he keep on frontin better call his mama |
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And, I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin |
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And, I don't know what's all the drama |
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But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and |
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Verse 3: Sheek |
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Louch It ain't nothin but a word to come out the trunk on these cats |
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With this that and a third |
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But Sheek tryin to chill |
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Get up on somethin go over there and ice your grill |
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Damn! All these chicks in here, all this ass for free |
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And you wanna stare at me?! |
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I don't know what you thinkin or what you drinkin |
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But you better go and get some ass before |
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Chorus: Sheek |
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Louch I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin |
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And, I don't know what's all the drama |
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But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and |
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And, I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin |
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And, I don't know what's all the drama |
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But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and |
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Outro: Sheek |
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Louch Yeah! |
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Cocoa Channelle whattup ma! |
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This it right here! ha ha! we got 'em! |
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D-Block! Out! |
