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  • What? Keep going baby![Foreign Content]
    Terror Squad,
    Rockland,
    Joe Crack, the
    RSitting at the bar with mama
    Shorty tryin' to bring da drama
    But she cannot phase a playa'
    Cause this pimp is a moneymaker
    Meetings from
    Shawtown to
    LAYo, I came to get down at this party
    I got my eyes on
    Keesha and
    Shante'Rolling it like this track was
    ReggaeI roll thru the hottest clubs
    With about a hundred thugs
    Get about a thousand bucks
    For chicks who wanna roll on dubs
    Yo, whose that in the jeep
    Whose that off up in the truck
    Yo what ya'll doin' tonight
    Yo what's off up in that cup
    Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll
    Shorty where's the alcohol
    Now lemme hit that pace
    Shorty can we make our day
    Here, take a brodda to a pool party
    Right off up at
    MiamiTen G's for the best bikini
    Looking for the biggest booty
    She got the crowd goin' crazy'
    Cause this track here is so amazing
    Yo we with a little life lookin' hazy
    Still you
    R and B cats can't phase me
    Yo, whose that in the jeep
    Whose that off up in the truck
    Yo what ya'll doin' tonight
    Yo what's off up in that cup
    Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll
    Shorty where's the alcohol
    Now lemme hit that pace
    Shorty can we make our day
    I'm driving a fast car, jump to the third lane
    Mami in passenger, spilling the champagne
    We stop at a red light, she driving me insane
    Yo we fiending like the **** was ****
    Stop playin' girl the way ya shake a fatty back
    So ***y the way you telling daddy that
    Turn that a** around and lemme patty that
    Got me saying man,
    I'm tryna marry that
    Oh no, they did it again, who?
    Rob and Joe they slip with ten, what?
    Damuses, wamuses, big
    Bahamas'sAll kind of missis, don't matter ya ma misses
    What's love got to do with ****in' there
    Everyday a new group of chicks there
    We headed to the islands, the games is life
    Where the fame is, shorty almost died when we came there
    Girl, I know you diggin' the ditty dop
    This my world come thru the whole city stop
    Looks like ice but actually it's really not
    Damos, blandes, no lies around me5000 thou we low on the time piece
    In the south bronx where you can find me
    Never mind me, that's is how we ball
    I'm rollin' with y'all, now tell me shorty where's the alcohol
    Yo, whose that in the jeep
    Whose that off up in the truck
    Yo what ya'll doin' tonight
    Yo what's off up in that cup
    Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll
    Shorty where's the alcohol
    Now lemme hit that pace
    Shorty, can we make our day
    C'mon, make 'em bounce baby
    Uh, yeah, uh, keep goin' baby
    That junky, funky, sticky
    The R Joe
    Crack, the don
  • What? Keep going baby![Foreign Content]
    Terror Squad,
    Rockland,
    Joe Crack, the
    RSitting at the bar with mama
    Shorty tryin' to bring da drama
    But she cannot phase a playa'
    Cause this pimp is a moneymaker
    Meetings from
    Shawtown to
    LAYo, I came to get down at this party
    I got my eyes on
    Keesha and
    Shante'Rolling it like this track was
    ReggaeI roll thru the hottest clubs
    With about a hundred thugs
    Get about a thousand bucks
    For chicks who wanna roll on dubs
    Yo, whose that in the jeep
    Whose that off up in the truck
    Yo what ya'll doin' tonight
    Yo what's off up in that cup
    Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll
    Shorty where's the alcohol
    Now lemme hit that pace
    Shorty can we make our day
    Here, take a brodda to a pool party
    Right off up at
    MiamiTen G's for the best bikini
    Looking for the biggest booty
    She got the crowd goin' crazy'
    Cause this track here is so amazing
    Yo we with a little life lookin' hazy
    Still you
    R and B cats can't phase me
    Yo, whose that in the jeep
    Whose that off up in the truck
    Yo what ya'll doin' tonight
    Yo what's off up in that cup
    Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll
    Shorty where's the alcohol
    Now lemme hit that pace
    Shorty can we make our day
    I'm driving a fast car, jump to the third lane
    Mami in passenger, spilling the champagne
    We stop at a red light, she driving me insane
    Yo we fiending like the **** was ****
    Stop playin' girl the way ya shake a fatty back
    So ***y the way you telling daddy that
    Turn that a** around and lemme patty that
    Got me saying man,
    I'm tryna marry that
    Oh no, they did it again, who?
    Rob and Joe they slip with ten, what?
    Damuses, wamuses, big
    Bahamas'sAll kind of missis, don't matter ya ma misses
    What's love got to do with ****in' there
    Everyday a new group of chicks there
    We headed to the islands, the games is life
    Where the fame is, shorty almost died when we came there
    Girl, I know you diggin' the ditty dop
    This my world come thru the whole city stop
    Looks like ice but actually it's really not
    Damos, blandes, no lies around me5000 thou we low on the time piece
    In the south bronx where you can find me
    Never mind me, that's is how we ball
    I'm rollin' with y'all, now tell me shorty where's the alcohol
    Yo, whose that in the jeep
    Whose that off up in the truck
    Yo what ya'll doin' tonight
    Yo what's off up in that cup
    Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll
    Shorty where's the alcohol
    Now lemme hit that pace
    Shorty, can we make our day
    C'mon, make 'em bounce baby
    Uh, yeah, uh, keep goin' baby
    That junky, funky, sticky
    The R Joe
    Crack, the don