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[K-Roc]
K-Roc and Pookie bout gon and drop it crooked
like we really can
Flossin in this bitch and go get funky bout my
dividends
See I'm gon be tha man, wit tha plan and tha ends
Flossin through Dallas, Texas in tha new 2000
Benz
Wit some Hen, and a fat sack of Indo, my head is
in tha sky
I'm gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see I dont
neva choke
Cause I been blowin almost everyday, y you askin
y?
In Junior High, boy I been chiffin hay
Now I'm gettin paid and like to blow mo than I
used to blow
I like em burnin slow, so now I'm off to get some
Optimos
Nigga, you didnt know, jus how we doin, got yo
Auntie, she pursuin
Yo lil sister been boo-hooin, and yo gal I been
screwin
But I'm movin on cause I cant let my paper stop
And she dont want me gon, Pookie say they rollin
dice blocks from mine
Like 2pac on Hennessey, until I pass out
Blowin on some green, I cant be seen, up in that
glass house, Playa
Chorus [x2]
Bounce, a Southern Made Playa make tha crowd jus,
Bounce
And cant nobody do it like we do it in tha South
Got everybody talkin cause they know if its clown
Your preferably a rival when tha crooks hit yo
town
[Mr. Pookie]
Tired of facin' drama ya'll, watch this playa rip
it
Wishin life was like a soccer ball, all my fools
can kick it
Wassup wit it, K-Roc gon and get tha switches
from tha track
Southern Made, grab tha blade, and split that
bitch on down tha back
My reaction to tha weed is a calm cool state
Like a missle on tha way, I jus cant wait to
detonate
In tha days of tha Hemingway, rollin lovely
blunts
Who's to say I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had
it krunk
Bout to dump, on this niggaz wit tha M1 cock
Quick to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 beam on
top
Bodies drop, see me flexin, lil ol Texan, from
tha Crook
North Dallas off tha hook, bound to leave them
bustas shook
Peep and look, I stay creased, wit K-Swiss up on
my feet
Smokin Blacks when it aint no weed, hit this
blunt, oh yes indeed
I'ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got
cha stronger
She dancin and unchancin, that's cause Pookie all
up on her
Chorus[x2]
[Mr. Pookie]
Look at cha Southern Made, Playa Laid, back in
tha shade
Jus Tha Rippla, come to get cha, wit these blunts
I'ma blaze
And today is jus anotha, like a muthafuckin otha
It's not safe stay undercover, get yo paper, fuck
tha colors
See them bustas, and organize a lick we finsta
hit
Quick to skeam up on this nigga, out to get that
treasure shit
That's tha mind of a crook, jus a section in our
brain
Where we felt like we couldnt have it, so we had
to grab it man
Who's to blame? my conscience saw tha crooked
times we livin in
Time to stack some dividends, I'm at tha mall wit
plenty ends
It's me again, playa of tha year, dark and lovely
Makin moves on hoes that love me, gurl stay back
if you scrubby
And yo hubby, it's best that he stay clear when
I'm near
Cause that static, cause of fear, me and yo bitch
ova hea
That's 4 real, so nigga stay back yo gurl has
chosen
Dont wanna see you get yo face cracked, Pookie
has spoken
Chorus [til end]
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