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(feat. Bubba Sparxxx) AH! (*Females voices humming*) (Petey Pablo - talking) Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. (Verse 1 - Petey Pablo) One of the illest rhymers that ever came outta Carolina, put this whole shit on the map Went back got two states, y'all crammed way to the back and brought 'em up to the where the rest of 'em at (cause I can do that) Granddaddy was real strong, daddy was in the Army I was a bad motherfucker, slightly retarded Mentally institutionalized, since the '85 Buildin tree houses (that the wind couldn't blow down) Look at me now, holdin it down Doin it well, I ain't triple platinum yet (but ain't gon' worry 'bout it) I'm wearin the good damn crown, man I'm the president And reppin both states (back here in Carolina) Where the hell did you find 'em? (boy is an animal) His flow is incredible, style is bananas I just wanna go to the Grammy's and I don't care if I win Just to say I've been god dammit (god dammit) (Chorus - Petey Pablo) - 2X Get on dis motorcycle Get on dis motorcycle And that way you can ride wit a ... (y'all ready) Get on dis motorcycle Get on dis motorcycle And get your hips on in the big ass truck (y'all ready) (*motorcycle engine*) (Verse 2 - Petey Pablo) On the hurl and dirt road, them big ass pot holes Lay in a - old home, lay in a - screen doors Car in the back yard, dog chain tied up Ain't drove it in years, sittin on nothin Spit crunk mosquito buckets, hot wood heaters Hooked up Honda Accord, with house speakers Bag, phone and beeper, corduroys and sneakers Pit Spike Lee's and them shell toe Adidas You don't know shit 'bout Petey

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