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[verse 1]
I ain&#39;t trippin off these niggas flippin, losin they mind
Gettin high, chasin hoes, i was like that at one time
I did my thing, and still on top of my game
Got niggas askin: big mike, when you gon&#39; be droppin again?
I just smile, go back the to lab, work on my style, collect beats
Cook it up like a ki, and take it back to the streets
Cause niggas beef when i don&#39;t speak, like they straight missin somethin
I give em a tape, they be like &#39;great&#39;, pop it in they deck and start bumpin
Got em humpin like the gap band, i&#39;m back, man, look here
Doin shows straight in all 50 states within one year
I got tight gear for the stage, blow up and make front page
Now it&#39;s happenin, i&#39;m platinum with tracks my nigga mike b. laid
Made niggas mad, then i step, got a new click
Now i&#39;m ready to do shit, &#39;97 new shit
Keep on talkin, son, and i&#39;ma keep on stackin
I&#39;m real with this shit while you niggas are out there actin

[chorus]
Playa, playa, make the hoes say, dollar, dollar
&#39;burbans and impalas, makin niggas holler
When they recognize a louisiana nigga straight comin texas side

[verse 2]
Hey what&#39;s that nigga&#39;s name?
It&#39;s the peterman, ain&#39;t no shame in his game
Playa, playa, make the hoes say, dollar, dollar
&#39;burbans and impalas, makin niggas holler
When they recognize a louisiana nigga straight comin texas side
Surprise, who&#39;s catchin a eye like the ufo
This ain&#39;t the mothership, i don&#39;t return shit that you left, hoe
Ask her, though, i max the hoe, bags the flow
Ass to toe, hoes i hit, i let you know
I&#39;m the original, there&#39;s no second, yo
Because a nigga&#39;s kinda special, loc
Seriously speakin weekend after weekend
A nigga like me got the hoes seriously tweakin
Freakin at night, i cracks it like whodini
Had a bitch named jeannie
Made her act bad for my brother peanie

[chorus]

[verse 3]

It&#39;s the bigger, the blacker, the nigga comin from that swamp
About to smoke a quarter for starters, so pass that blunt
Don&#39;t stunt, what you want, niggas, what?
School em with some of that buddah
Cos kooley keep fuckin with them bustas
And don&#39;t give a fuck, so what you wanna make of it?
Totin on that swisher, i know you wanna hit it, come have your take of it
Fakin it, never, nigga cos i&#39;m way too real for that
Rollin with a gang of niggas ready to kill for that
Green shit, which we smoke from houston to new orleans, bitch
Take a hit and quit, and now i got you seein shit
So pass it to my nigga, my nigga pass it back to me
Take it to the head, and that&#39;s the last of it
You see me in the back with my hoes ridin on that gold
High till i die and that&#39;s the way it go, oh
You know, i see you bitches after the show

[chorus]

cece:
(i need it
I need it
I want it
I want it
I like it
I like it
Got to have it
I got to have it
I got to have it
Oh yeah
Yes
I like it yeah
Oh yeah
I want it
I want it
Oh yeah
Oh yeah-yeah
Makin me holler
Dollar dollar
Yeah)

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