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 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 0  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 0 Petey Pablo - Y'all Ain't Ready lyricsPetey Pablo LyricsTyped by: RAHMan23@msn.com I can make um (I can make um) I can make um (I can make um) I can make um bounce if I want to I can make um (I can make um) I can make um (I can make um) I can make um bounce if I want to Who and the hell this here big eared Mutherfucker thinkin he is comin 'round here Spittin' like he the real deal Just cause he wit Missy and Tim In the new Benz on em twenty inch rimz Grinnin' from ear to ear Got all them lil' bitches 'round him Kresha and Kesha and them I hope he get gonorrhea (bitch ass nigga!) Dat what they sayin' (I know it!) Why they hate me so bad (boy!) This my reward You betta get yours Quit worrying 'bout what Petey be doin' You keep securing My vocals ___rowdy and derm (You ain't heard) I think you been sippin' to much of the syzurp Betta calm your nerves Before yo ass get served Somethin terrible, thoroughly (HA HA!) (Hook) You Ain't Ready for me (COME ON!) Repeat 7x I'm the Love Boat More potent than crack smoke Some folk say I'm all they been waitin' for TIRED! Of hearin' the same shit on the radio TIRED! Of seein' the same bitches in the video TIRED! Of Benzes, Bentleys and Diamonds in yo chain yo TIRED! Of hearin 'bout all this cash, when most of you broke Can even give a decent show Energy level on a Richter scale triple 0.0 (HOLLA!!) For Petey Pablo Let me see you b-breakin' it down on the dance floor I got wha-wha-what they want From a nigga that ti-ti-ti (WOO!) We at it again, you know what it is 4000 and 7 to spend My prediction 1st week Half a mutherfuckin million (Break it down for me!) (Break it down my man!) Picture first week half a mutherfuckin million (HOOK) Peter Piper picked peppers And I shook corn Humpty Dumpty fell down And I kept goin' And Jack Be Nimble was nimble But wasn't more nimble than this Can you imagine Jam Master on some shit like this? Kind of like your grand daddy The baddest, the fastest, nastiest actin ass To eva walk on this side of rappin' The skipper, the professor and the captain The lighter and the match I'm the one that's goin' to carry Jive Past N'SYNC status (I CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID IT!) (CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID IT!) (I CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID IT!) Y'ALL AIN'T READY!!!! (HOOK TO END) |
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