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Artist:Pablo Petey
No album artwork found
Album:Unknown
Track:I
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:1561
 
Lyrics:Petey))

Man holla at ya dog
Petey Petey hey yall hey yall
Carolina bird dog,
still got my shirt off
Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing to Burgaw
Still rockin'
with T-T-Timbaland uh-uh uh-uh
I got a different role, different stroll
Impose, every
nigga in here tryin' best to fuck with Petey hoes
I got em by the boat load, dark skin to
pink-toes
Li'l bitty to big hoe, nineteen to forty-fo'
I got some 1965
pantyhose
Still in the plastic bag now tell me I ain't a macaroni
Jerome Jerome to Don
Corleone
Petey Petey the pussy beater
I suck em, fuck em, send em home
I gets my thug
on, weekends
I get me club on, we in
So many hotels boy I ought to buy my
own
Petey-ott, Petey swiss, Petey inn, Petey I (Petey I)
MAN WE DID IT
AGAIN

((Chorus))

I I I I I I I I I I I I
Got them girls
Got them
thangs
Got them guns
Got them stunts uh, I said
I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I
I
Got them girls
Got them thangs
Got them guns
Got them stunts uh, I said
I
I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I
Got them girls
Got them thangs
Got them stunts
uh, I said
I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I
Got them girls
Got them thangs
Got
them guns
Got them stunts uh,

((Petey))

P-P-Pardon me dog
Its the
gitchie from the gitchie bar
Its really a tittie bar but I ain't got no license for it
I
got the what they want
Plenty H, plenty O
Plenty guns, plenty bows
Muthafucka chew ya
road
You ain't never seen this before
But when this shit drop, all she
wrote
International playa (yay ah)
D-D-Deah ya go
All they want is that Timbaland and
Petey Pablo
Now watch me ball, da-dunna-dunna
Rims spinnin', 20's on all the cars,
da-dunna-dunna
Every time we hit em they different broads, da-dunna-dunna
Now yall ain't
ready
I'm the jumping in the Jumping Jack Flash
You don't hear the way ya disc jumpin'
across the track
Nigga I'm a jumpin' ass
Fist stomp I know you mad
But ain't too much
you can do bout that
Cause I'll make em stop the track
Tighten my belt and whoop y'all
ass
Y'all niggas gon' understand why niggas don't wanna drop shit this year
Five and five
equals ten Petey Pab Timbaland is all it
is

((Chorus))

((Petey))

I'm the quicker picker-upper
Crazy
soda can crusher
River, rock path, mobile home
Country muthafucka
Rep the dirty like
a car commercial
You ain't heard it pitchin
Like the smell in the pasture, I'm the
Cacky-lacky shit
Tr-Tr-Trash talkin' som'bitch
Trust me man I ain't the one to get mad
at
Petey Pab got a bag of vats
And a gat if it come to that
So nigga-nigga don't act
like that, playin'
Get a nigga smacked like that, I'm sayin'
Get a nigga wig pushed back,
DAMN
Timbaland where ya at

((Timbaland))

In a 18-wheeler blowin' my
horn-horn
Granddad in the field pickin beans and corn-corn
Mama never saw that a star was
born-born
Mama said star go mow that lawn-lawn
I said its hot as hell a nigga need some
lemonade
Bump it its 2000 a nigga needs some Minute Maid
Go head and act up get cut with
this switch blade
Nigga you better pay attention what the hook say

((Chorus
 
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