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Lil' Bow WowMore lyric by Lil  Bow Wow
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[ROC]
Here we do it like 1 and 2 and 3 and to the 4 R to the O to the C's
is at the doe Cruise make a move get clapped on up So so
def thats wassup So give me the microphone first (Why)
cuz I know what the hell i'm bout I been down in the dirty c/l in out
Throw my roof in my trunk when i'm bellin out Gettin crunk (jersey)
when i'm yellin out Weavin overseas and plushed out piece
Crushed out the parts, TV's and cars I rock blockedindal
and block crocadile I got so much style Sittin confy, I know that
every chicks wants me
Deep dish, Six body wider
than a humbee Slump chumps, leave em numbered in the junkee
Chain so chunkie i'm funkee

[chorus]
(I don't know about ya'll ova there but here we crunk
and we ready I'm the Roc dippin
leanin meanin T I G ah crushin up contendah I'm lil Weezy
to the yippie yo yippie hands down I don't belive nobody can't do
nothing wit me and i don't know about yall ova there
but ova here here we crunk and we ready)

[lilbowwow]
Now here's what i want ya'll to do for me
Clap with this little rap killa little homie
Got all the girls not knowin how to
act I'm so nice here i so clear
Look at when i'm up to bat you betta get back
It's all mine and you know where i'm from
Easthaven baby ain't no playin we up in this
For the long run yall don't want none
I'm the #1 most wanted on your christmas
list I'm bow wow to the yippie yo yippie hands down
i don't belive nobody can't do nothimg wit me I'm to spiffy
Stay new at the feetI got all the suburbon nerds
and kids in the street wit me
Crowd around and bare witness
As i do it so real so far i just gotta be the best
You think so, but i now so cuz
Thats the only way to get down at the def oh

[chorus]

[TIGAH]
I went from a deal of doe to tuk tale lords
To the first one on the block wit some buck gators
Rock them papers
Need i say more (yeah)
Well holla at me when you see on the streets
Or it's the chocalate don
And where i'm from they put diamonds on
fingers and watches on arms and if u look for the green
then tasha got some so fresh so clean
Ya'll don't want none, I'm sharp as a tack
And if you happen to miss me dog
Told ya'll i be back maken the player haters say (ahhh)
and i'm still close for comfort
And i took one nine like Kishawn Johnson who the baller me
I look forward to every quater Convertible shift kit
if she look i'm a call her ova to the chevy
dipped in greenery I'm 38 hotter bustin out the scenery ok

[chorus]



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