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P.J. O'Rourke

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Uh, c'mon, uh, yo, yo
*****s, they drug her up like liquid
How she dish ****
Man, woman, boy and girl got addicted
Damn she flipped it, when gone they missed it
Been on 'cause, they can't stop her climb
*****, you digs it?
Want that?
Well you can keep that
'cause other *****es out there whack, but you can't see that
Eve is top notch, I had to spot watch
To make sure I made it mine
'cause you can't **** block, came up
****ed the game up
Now your record sales is weak, but you can't blame us
'cause none can tame us, the game'll never drain us
'cause we gonna stop your shine
And it remains us
It's all good, you takin' everything sweet
But it's the problems and the pressure that they can't see
I'm tryin to make a quick flip
*****, can you dig this?
**** is real, make a mill forever be that rich *****
 
Where my *****s at?
(What?)
Where my thugs at?
(What?)
Where my *****s gettin stacks?
You know where we at
Now where my *****es at?
(What?)
Where my hoes at?
(What?)
Where my *****es chasin' stacks?
(Uhh)
You know where we at
(Uhh, yo)
 
They callin' me a savage
'cause I gotta have it
I ain't work this hard not to ball and live lavish
And let some clown take my shine like I ain't workin' overtime
I refuse to **** up, and lose my place I got in line, huh
***** please
Erased your name with ease
And it was nothin', caught you stuntin' got no room to breathe
Only into big things
All day spit game
Tryin to put my people up on paper before **** change
I be up, late night
Tryin to get my papes right
After every show, I gotta go, I got a late flight
Thought they had us figured out
'cause we pullin' figures out
Not that *****, who is she and what's that ***** swizz about?
Questions start to come about
Thought my time was runnin' out
But never 'cause I'm better under pressure, guess you figured out
Stop all the dumb ****
I came to run, ****
Think I'm leaving, not at all I'm havin to much fun, ****
 
Where my *****s at?
(What?)
Where my thugs at?
(What?)
Where my *****s gettin stacks?
You know where we at
Now where my *****es at?
(What?)
Where my hoes at?
(What?)
Where my *****es chasin' stacks?
(Uhh)
You know where we at
(Uhh, yo)
 
Yo *****s must be buggin' out
The industry we dug it out
We always keep it gangsta'
We change what y'all be talkin' about
Some get away with bullshit
But they the ones who drown quick
Back on the block, hustlin', scrapin' money up to buy a brick
Too late, 'cause it's over now
I done shut this whole **** down
Yeah it's me again, you outta touch *****, fix your frown
 
c'mon!
C'mon!
Uh!
Uh!
What, what!
C'mon!
 
Where my *****s at?
(What?)
Where my thugs at?
(What?)
Where my *****s gettin stacks?
You know where we at
Now where my *****es at?
(What?)
Where my hoes at?
(What?)
Where my *****es chasin' stacks?
You know where we at
(Uhh)
 
Where my *****s at?
(What?)
Where my thugs at?
(What?)
Where my *****s gettin stacks?
You know where we at
Now where my *****es at?
(What?)
Where my hoes at?
(What?)
Where my *****es chasin' stacks?
You know where we at
(Uhh)