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I want the beat to come in, aaah Wha-wha-whoa-whoa-whoa And make that shit bang like that old shit Like what Uhh [Chorus:] He said "It's poppin at the club" Ya rollin down the strip on dubs I got the Cristal in the cup Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what Pay attention from the top my nigga Figure it out, Capricorn is here to turn shit out Sexy motherfucker, bells ring, cap the dog Out the penal into the club, clear the smoke screen Hottie revival, check the routine I rip shit from Cali to Queens, doin my thang nahmean? ??? tone gon' handle the voice prone Well-connected, underworld ties, to each his own I play my park control zone, let it be known Baby girl rockin them world, wit the strips on Heady eyes, no surprise, I stay fly Caught this nigga peepin me out, a wiseguy He was mackin and I was mackin back SongtexteInvisionin some shit we would do if laid flat Meet me at the bar, so we can parlay Thug Pass' action wit Cris, fuck Alize [Chorus x2] Damn Twisted sex style so they empty me Seven figure sent deals like fees you pay for me My nigga need the 4 G's, smoke the ill trees Scope Gabbana C's, ya bout the 8-50, bitch please Be attitude cos he don't know you, tight rule Keep the balance on line, for those who been confused, nigga Cross thoughts, do it wrong he rules, baby boy Heavy in game, he play, you lose How Do U Want It? I'm askin you like Pac And if ya askin me well man I like it on the top Hot like fire, natural born killer for hire Covered like Esquire the liar Easy like your shire, send yo ass to blues wrong I'm like that long calm beauty, I got the strong arm There's no ???? shit, you crossed me wrong Hot sex live on set, checkmate the pawn/porn [Chorus x2] Double-bed, wolfin this, we right back Willy out, superstar clout, I cover your points Brett Enemies is infrared, that's how I see em Sayin some shit I said I didn't mean, you cats believe em Only a man I fucked em, hauled ass and trucked em Said he liked it my way and so I stuck him For the cash wit my bitch ass, but he liked dat He must cos he keep on comin right back [Chorus x2] [Outro:] He said "It's poppin at the club" Capricorn, y'all ain't ready for me Y'all ain't fuckin me, y'all can't do it like me Comin from the Westside Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what And all the bitches and all the niggas And everybody knee deep in the game Don't be a dumb nigga in the game nigga Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what Uhh, doja, indo, chronic, tha shit is here Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what Aus Songtexte Mania