Lyrics:

Uh, uh, yup

(Yo Mike!)
What it is, yo?
I'm just chilling like a villain
Grindin daily 'cause I can't get a 9 to 5
So I rhyme, I rock
Ya dig?
You don't it's cool
I take ya to school
That's what I do

(Yo Chuck!)
I-I-I rock
If you don't think so
Then nigga kick rocks
With the time on the clocks
The boom on box
You like us?
Homie that's hardwash
Boombox on my shoulder
And she started walking over, like yo
Looked me up and down
If looks could kill,
Then she'd be in jail

Well I hope you got the keys
She got me as well
I don't wanna let her out
'Cause she is ill

Um, but I get iller
Freeze, now take my picture

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I got a 5.0 GT that is
Drop top roof
With the Dayton's on the wheels
Got bass in the back
Back to the front
I can hit a switch
Make the trunk lift up
Let me hop in
Let me lace my kicks
Then flip the Sidekick
Peek my options go down the list
Like mmm... not that one
Maybe tomorrow but that's after
I find out just what shes after
If it's dough then she gotta get gone
She never get a call
Like broken phones

And I suppose that she gonna call me
I take her and her I'll take all three
But the truck that I'm in only got two seats
And I'm in one
So you know what that means

That means it's decision time
Hop in the women line
If it's 9, I'm takin 7UP
Like lemon lime
To the penthouse
So it's two left for you, Chuck (I ain't got no penthouse)
We party on the rooftops
Brand new Blazers
That came from Malaysia
Grab your turntable and smack the DJ up
If he don't play us
We rock it till the AM
So you niggaz better wake up

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