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Ditty
Paperboy

Date Added: 2004-12-21 08:15:00

Yo, this is somethin' comin' from the nine deuce
another fat, fat track so rhythm d, pour the orange juice
and let's relax while sippin' on yak because it's like that
i'm causious of ho's, so paperboy wears prophilatic
i wear a jimmy for the skins cuz it's a long trip
front row seats, aiyo i know she's on the nine inch
just to get a peice of the green but she's an undertaker
now you know the paper is an around the world heart-breaker
if you think i fell for yo, had to have a breakdown
playin' you fools, so now you know why my belly's round
takin' the rap back up and scoopin' up crowds just like a steel shovel
not from the ghetto, but yo, takin' it to another level
let the beat ride, but hold on to your women, g
cuz now that i'm rich so many women wanna do me
it make a man say "damn"
i'm finally taxin' more play than homey sam
but let me speak to the weak, i mean the rookies
my time is help up, extremely for cookies
just let me clock this groove in ninety two
hey, you don't bother me and i sure 'nuff won't bother you
and ah, you just watch a brother flowin' like niagra
think before you step, because these lyrics just might stag ya
although i'm labeled with the black fade
it's gold d's on my foreign gold lex, cuz i got it made
i broke the beat once again because i had to
and just like jody watley, baby girl, i can have you
just let me work this track, and yo, any way is ok
your place or mine, all night until the next day
unh
Do the ditty if you want to
because then i can see if i want you
just do the ditty-ditty if you want to
because then i can see if i want you
Now here we go from the top
second verse of the same song
with the conclusion, i should be out before the ding-dong.
it's just a mad park a grip, g
it's like every nickel and dime nigga be like
"see, don't you remember me?"
a hustler, and it's on with more hoes to play low
keep 'em chunky like prego, so they can leggo with my eggo
i have a tendancy to flow, start off with my own groove
pick up the mic, and all of a sudden, i see high movin'
guess it's like magic, and paperboy is the magician
if i was a vaccum i'd be suckin' up competition
let it ride again, and yo, belive i got my own thing
straight bahama hoes so miss me with the chick from soul train
and i'm a break my note, just to show up token
tote on his ass when i scoop him, cuz we bud smokin'
a black man tryin' to make it and that ain't no fair
but just like bebe and cece, i'll take you there
huh
Do the ditty if you want to
because then i can see if i want you
just do the ditty-ditty if you want to
because then i can see if i want you
Now here we go
uh, let's take a trip to another land
park a grip, come back and watch the hoes tan
jump in the lex-o, and roll out to my cabin
believe me, my brother, more hoes than you can imagine
all on the ding-a-ling, just because the gold rings
but i'm like a supah choke, you ain't heard a damn thing
make sure you got the jim hats, strapped for protection
because to me, my life is more than my erection
and give me a hand,`if you a fan, it ain't over yet
cuz doin' the ditty with paperboy makes the ocean sweat
leave you kinda startled like the funk off of fritos
make you man jealous, while hoes cheese like doritos
it ain't my fault, i lay the piper with concern
and i ain't from mount vernon, but a brother's money-earnin'
and for those disagree, and then jack, that's a pitty
just bob your head for paperboy and the ditty
yeah
Do the ditty if you want to
because then i can see if i want you
just do the ditty-ditty if you want to
because then i can see if i want you


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