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    [DJ Clue]
    Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue
    Desert Storm
    Jump off Joe Buddens, on top
    This go out to all my niggaz
    You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game
    All my ladies, you ain't got a car
    But you gotta mean muthafuckin' heel game
    Click them heels
    You know how we do it
    C'mon

    [Joe Budden]
    Whoa! (Haha)
    Whoa! Okay Dub
    Whoa! Have some fun with it

    [Hook]
    Mami, I'm there if you fine in the rear
    We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah
    And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce
    You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

    [Verse 1]
    I ain't got to tell homeboy, he know that
    This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and Neo's back
    I'm up, humble apologies, sorry clowns
    I'm here for the long run, I ain't Coffee Brown
    Get to know me, the man, the person
    So by the time I'm on my fifth album
    You should understand the first one
    It's non-fiction, you deny you want proof
    I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth
    You gets liable to shoot
    This twenty-two release some extra keyholes on the driver's side of your
    coupe
    Like, nighty night, here's your lullaby bitches
    You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches
    Get out of line and get stuck up duke
    Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes
    Get to the mall in a circle, guns out playin' "duck-duck-goose"
    This shit is kinda aiight till I fuck in the booth
    I'm sayin', I'm here, got my nine up in here
    Thugs wanna rumble, I don't mind, nigga yeah

    [Bridge]
    And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce
    You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

    [Verse 2]
    Like I don't roll with niggaz that'll lift 'ayn' chrome
    Take a look at 'em, you can see they just skin and bones
    Y'all talk about bricks when y'all know who move 'em
    us real niggaz make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em
    We carry long guns, we can contra on it
    We talk about it, we live it, y'all ponder on it
    Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons afford it
    I'm talkin' straight cash, you might need a sponsor for it
    But wait - ever met somebody that wouldn't chill
    Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real
    Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died
    And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will
    Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he won't cool out
    Yakety-yakkin', he's reminiscing on different shootouts
    How he was there, shotties was blastin'
    Cops came with body bags, and he's talkin', but nobody asked him
    Naw - he want attention, he want his name yelled
    Me and him always end up in the same cell
    I'm pissed on the top bunk, I can't sleep
    This guy ain't street, go 'head nigga I ain't beef
    But feel me - stop there, who popped him where
    Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared

    [Bridge]
    Ma when I'm done pokin' you from the rear
    You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

    [Verse 3]
    Ma - you real aggressive, catchin' me of balance
    It's a turn off, don't you know niggaz respect a challenge
    Move a lil' slow gettin' at me
    Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin', don't just go throwin' it at me
    Cuz - while you doin' it at the same time
    I'm thinkin' how many niggaz hit you wit that same line
    Or - how many other niggaz you ran game to
    How many niggaz you fucked or you gave brain to
    How many other dudes houses you done came to
    With condoms on you hopin' that he find 'em on you
    And - I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you
    So I'm caught up in a Catch-22
    If I don't fuck her then I'm not like guys she met before
    So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me more
    But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long strokin'
    I now have a girlie on my hands that's open
    I don't want her callin' me constantly
    Thinkin' 'cause I fucked her she got a bond with me
    I don't want her misunderstandin' a one night stand
    It was just a nut, I'm not your man

    [Hook]
    Ma - I'm there, if you fine in the rear
    We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah
    And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce
    You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
    Ma - I'm there, name a time and where
    We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah
    And when I'm done pokin' you from the rear
    You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

    [DJ Clue talking till end]

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