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Intro- Master P
Oh yeah, I done delivered the mail, all platinum
Ghetto Postage wody
And I can't do nothing for the 2 G'z but make every ghetto bounce
Turn it up, what what what
Bounce!!!
Chorus
Wooday, I don't give a fk no mo'
Wooday, ima bout to slang this dope
Woody, from the north to the south we go
Woody, from the east to da west we roll
Verse 1
Now when I do this thang ima do it wild
And I ain't Rakim but I can move da crowd
And when I'm having sex, I make stomachs growl
Now how long can I go, about a couple of miles
Screaming all night long, saying bomb bomb bomb
Saying go big daddy, wont you take me home
Now if this ain't love, lets go to the motel
And if you feeling kinda freaky lets do it on the way there
I like to bark with women, like I'm Bow Wow
And I keep my nine c*cked, goes pow pow
Ima souljah, I thought I told ya
You find me sippin' on the 40's or blowing on the dolja
Find me at a party with a pool of girls
I'm the ghetto Bill Gates, went from rags to riches
Call me ???????? , still throw them thangs
nigg* I'm flexing in a Rolls, but still flossin' my chain
It's Nolimit til' the day that I die
Screaming C-P-3 thats the way I ride
All my uptown warriors, where y'all at
Cause we never leave the house with out our gat
ya heard me!!!
Chorus1- x2
Chorus2
Uh no stoppin' no stoppin'
i'm from the south where them girls be boppin'
Take off your braw hoe show them t*ts,
And wobble that thang like the Baddest b*tch
Verse 2
See I'm a killer, and I don't give a fk no mo'
It's 2 G'z, I had to fkin' change my flow
Money, I already got the doe
nigg* platinum, three million went out the door
nigg* ball, I balled in the NBA
nigg* hustle, I hustled from the south to the Bay
That nigg* C-E-O, y'all fill in the blank
Who I'm with, I'm with the motherfkin' tank
Chorus1- x2
Chorus2