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And Then What (feat. Mannie Fresh)
Young Jeezy
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First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap we on the way to the house By 345 I'll be kicking her out Patty cake patty cake microwave These suckas make a square god damn I'm paid I'm so cool but I'm so hot and I'm so fly and you is so not Show me what your working with just like that Turn around bend over bring it back Snowman and Mannie Fresh bring it back So Mannie Fresh and Snowman it's a rap Wrap it up in the club ya I'm so crazy These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze I try to tell them but these ****** aint hear me Mossberg pump i'm riding shotgun literally Live from the projects you know what it is Hey Snowman can I get an adlib Get the club crunk can't take that from me A drop ya still got a lil jon money First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house By 345 I'll be kicking her out I see you lookin what you looking at Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cooking ass I'm so clean but I'm so grimey So dirty but yet I'm so shiney My ***** Kiki B told me me finish my meal Def jam 7 figures we can finish the deal Some say I lucked up I call it perfect timing ***** I can't lose the whole city's behind me First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house By 345 I'll be kicking her out I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares We pop chris my ****** and still drink beer What did you expect man I came from nothing Real street ****** wouldn't change for nothing Got my ***** out the hood it's such a wonderful feeling Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings It ought to be a crime just to feel this good I swear it ought to be a crime just to be in this hood First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house My 345 I be king of the house
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