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[Intro: Bobby Creekwater]<br>Yesssss, ladies and gentlemen (yeah man)<br>Bobby Creekwater, today´s host<br>Today´s narrator, yeah<br>(We do this shit every year around this time)<br>Today´s what-the-fuck-ever you wanna call it<br>But I need y´all to sit back, and listen<br>Listen man (fuck what you write man, just go get ´em)<br><br>[Verse One]<br>An executive mindframe, fuck tryin to rap<br>Niggaz represent a corner, I refined the map<br>Artesian water, this is flow untapped<br>And rep for ´em like Mike on playoff night; that´s if the payoff right<br>The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them<br>We ? the City like Diddy and them<br>The opposition we just pityin them, it´s no chance<br>Put you niggaz in the special olympics is no dance<br>I´m nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams<br>Get them bitches out they pants, I did it with no hands!<br>See, one thing´s for sure I´m pure uncut<br>Baby you can either stay down or get gunned up<br>Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggaz sun up<br>I just get an order, let my niggaz pick the gun up<br>That´s when I bone ya, nigga wake yo´ punk ass up<br>This is ammonia, fuck your face up<br>Bitches won´t even telephone ya<br>I can space age pimpin, a pocket full of stone ya<br>Ya dig? Take the world over that´s the gig<br>Sell enough units have Paul and Jimmy dancin the jig<br>Roll the Maserati through the city, me and Riggs<br>Bumpin Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs<br>Ever since a nigga got rich<br>Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch<br>I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch<br>Nigga pitch that on some eyeglass shit<br>See I classic, enough to get the mics back right<br>And I´m a fan of record sales, I don´t like that hype<br>I´m here to end it<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Oh Lord that nigga mean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, goddamn that nigga clean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, see he a greedy baby<br>But some people tend to call him the return of Shady<br>There he is - goddamn that nigga clean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, oh Lord that nigga mean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, see he a greedy baby<br>But some people tend to call him the return of Shady<br>Bobby Creek, Bobby Creek...<br><br>[Verse Two]<br>Yea, yeah<br>Nice like Mike right, you niggaz soft as night lights<br>Diamond´s a tall order I´m just tryin to get the hype right<br>I´m throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out<br>Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out<br>I can´t hold out, hot like a fish fried<br>Who the fuck is this guy? The ruler on the disc I<br>Hit you in your suit coolers, I´m in the Coupe cooler<br>than pigskin men base runners and hoop shooters<br>A loose screw ban money like the legendary Roots crew<br>This is just the shit that I am used to<br>Oh nah, I don´t bust a chopper but I used to<br>Now I put the word out - I´m sure you niggaz heard ´bout<br>Young boss sold money, old school new paint<br>Ball knowin you can´t, give a fuck what you think<br>Member of the mighty Shady Records, nigga you ain´t<br>Think you fuckin with me then double whatever you drink<br>You can´t fathom what the bitch throwin at him<br>Couple niggaz hatin on him but the fans waitin on him<br>like a, PlayStation 3, money for your advance<br>My vacation fee, ain´t no use in hatin me nigga<br>And don´t shit-talk pimp, I´d rather flush<br>anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us<br>I bust but keep in mind, pressure bust pipes<br>And you niggaz wouldn´t bust a grape in a fruit fight<br>What the fuck? (yeah)<br><br>[Chorus]
New song lyrics
[Intro: Bobby Creekwater]<br>Yesssss, ladies and gentlemen (yeah man)<br>Bobby Creekwater, today´s host<br>Today´s narrator, yeah<br>(We do this shit every year around this time)<br>Today´s what-the-fuck-ever you wanna call it<br>But I need y´all to sit back, and listen<br>Listen man (fuck what you write man, just go get ´em)<br><br>[Verse One]<br>An executive mindframe, fuck tryin to rap<br>Niggaz represent a corner, I refined the map<br>Artesian water, this is flow untapped<br>And rep for ´em like Mike on playoff night; that´s if the payoff right<br>The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them<br>We ? the City like Diddy and them<br>The opposition we just pityin them, it´s no chance<br>Put you niggaz in the special olympics is no dance<br>I´m nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams<br>Get them bitches out they pants, I did it with no hands!<br>See, one thing´s for sure I´m pure uncut<br>Baby you can either stay down or get gunned up<br>Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggaz sun up<br>I just get an order, let my niggaz pick the gun up<br>That´s when I bone ya, nigga wake yo´ punk ass up<br>This is ammonia, fuck your face up<br>Bitches won´t even telephone ya<br>I can space age pimpin, a pocket full of stone ya<br>Ya dig? Take the world over that´s the gig<br>Sell enough units have Paul and Jimmy dancin the jig<br>Roll the Maserati through the city, me and Riggs<br>Bumpin Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs<br>Ever since a nigga got rich<br>Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch<br>I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch<br>Nigga pitch that on some eyeglass shit<br>See I classic, enough to get the mics back right<br>And I´m a fan of record sales, I don´t like that hype<br>I´m here to end it<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Oh Lord that nigga mean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, goddamn that nigga clean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, see he a greedy baby<br>But some people tend to call him the return of Shady<br>There he is - goddamn that nigga clean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, oh Lord that nigga mean, ain´t he?<br>Yea, see he a greedy baby<br>But some people tend to call him the return of Shady<br>Bobby Creek, Bobby Creek...<br><br>[Verse Two]<br>Yea, yeah<br>Nice like Mike right, you niggaz soft as night lights<br>Diamond´s a tall order I´m just tryin to get the hype right<br>I´m throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out<br>Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out<br>I can´t hold out, hot like a fish fried<br>Who the fuck is this guy? The ruler on the disc I<br>Hit you in your suit coolers, I´m in the Coupe cooler<br>than pigskin men base runners and hoop shooters<br>A loose screw ban money like the legendary Roots crew<br>This is just the shit that I am used to<br>Oh nah, I don´t bust a chopper but I used to<br>Now I put the word out - I´m sure you niggaz heard ´bout<br>Young boss sold money, old school new paint<br>Ball knowin you can´t, give a fuck what you think<br>Member of the mighty Shady Records, nigga you ain´t<br>Think you fuckin with me then double whatever you drink<br>You can´t fathom what the bitch throwin at him<br>Couple niggaz hatin on him but the fans waitin on him<br>like a, PlayStation 3, money for your advance<br>My vacation fee, ain´t no use in hatin me nigga<br>And don´t shit-talk pimp, I´d rather flush<br>anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us<br>I bust but keep in mind, pressure bust pipes<br>And you niggaz wouldn´t bust a grape in a fruit fight<br>What the fuck? (yeah)<br><br>[Chorus]
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