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Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in
Back out
Do da hump
Put ya hands on ya knees
And bend ya rump
Put ya back in
Back out do da hump

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun a son
Of a Stunna, (yep)
High as a 757 goin to heaven, (no)
Weezy F da reverend preach about me I'm da god 1-7 apple and E
I'm da Cash Money Makaveli
Yall aint ready, break fast like Tom Petty
Ya'll just petty
82' I was born ready
I'm too ready
Ya'll Betty Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy
Meatball Lamborghini
Top spaghetti
Seats Ragu
Uh 20 inch shoes
Ohh me and you got plenty to do
I don't need no pool I'm swimmin in you
And I sleep with da sharks
Shorty on da water water
And I be ma 840 mama
Shake somethin fo' me
And it dont make sense if it don't make dat money
I'ma take dat money

Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in
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Do da hump
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And bend ya rump
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Back out do da hump

I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da

I take off my brim
Moment of silence of my homeboy Souljah Slim (yeh)
Frontin roun' here will get ya back dropped off
We do our own thing
We dont act like yall
I say black white walls wit da back wiped off
Ah, ya'll lil' bustas just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not da type dat
Fall
We dont breed them kind, but they bleed just fine
Yup, Weezy da one only read between da line
If you can't boy, read ma nine
I'm goin hard in da black white diesel time
Either I'm da illest cat doin' it or these cats is losin it
I be Eazy, fall back and be coo wit it
Ball barrer is movin it
Dead float I'm through with it
I'm da SHH
Na, na, I'm sewerage
Weezy F, baby, I do dis here

Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in
Back out
Do da hump
Put ya hands on ya knees
And bend ya rump
Put ya back in
Back out do da hump

I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da

I'm old school gangsta
I act like 80
I look like Zetha but act like Baby
You play with me I'll react like da Navy
Nah, betta yet da ARMY, yall gon' need dem fo' me
And ya head is a beepin' target
You don't want me to see you with my peekin' tourmis
Wizzle Fizzle, I keep in New Orleans
Sleepin with women that sleep with da Hornets
Country boy there's sumfin foreign
Bout a hundred thousand
More than what your in
Your not BOUT IT, y
Ou freeze up like popsicles
Pop up on bicycles
Pop yall like spot pimples (yup) Wizzle Fizzle
Original HOT BIZZLE
Still Lil' Wanye but da dividends not LIL
Yeah, don't be suprised how da chrome feel
Uhh get down, uhh get down
Man I'm gettin frustrated

Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in
Back out
Do da hump
Put ya hands on ya knees
And bend ya rump
Put ya back in
Back out do da hump

I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee)
I bring it back to da bottom of da

Uhh, da best rapper alive
Since da best rapper retired
(Uhh yeh yeh yeh)
Da best rapper alive
Since da best rapper retired

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