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| chorus i got my hands in my pocket my hats real low im to kool to dance i just rock(repeat 3 times) im on the edge of the dance flo drank in my cup im to kool to dance i just rock(repeat 3 times) verse 1 friday night bout a quarter to 12 my benz outside and im ready to bail my line'n on fresh and my shades channel gotta be so flyy in that stl i hear da dogs bark cause i got dat mail before i go grabed da pumper and a box of l's pulled out the drive way on my cell say he bout to meet me on_________ for da chicks got the sean john smell good i know the thugs out so im keepn it hood you can mug lil dirty but i wish you would the real do what they want the fake do what they could some chicks rolled up in range and thangs lookin like they ready so i asked dey names they knew who i was now they lookin strange we on our way to the club and i dont play no games chorus |
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