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Pretty boy: Trackmasters A yo you see that a major, tellin my flavor All types of paper, I'm doin you a favor So blaze the trees, come on baby please Yo to lay with these girls pay the fees Cause I stay in these, coop rabie bees Jitty to the fifty, to the acg's And when I'm lazy b Let the ac breeze, explain to my dames how the gamin be So what you trippin about, in the club I be kickin em' out I get em home then I'm twistin them out If I still keep it real I be friskin them out, with my dick in they mouth Then I'm kickin them out Cause you miss the quote, cause even if this kid was broke On you I wouldn't trick to know Have me high at first like I sniff some coke But now you gotta go don't forget your coat Uh Chrous(nas): We are the firm all stars F**kin your bitch we don't care who you are We don't need no introduction, our music steady bumpin From the crib to the club to your cars Come f**k with us Pretty boy: If you know about us throw your hands in the air From teaxes to newyork to monclair This be the knock from flatbush to little rock

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