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Young cat got back, did a little dig
Might be hearty, but he tough, doo rag and Timbs
Kinda hard to get a job back out on the block
Charge that to the game
Young girl she grew up in a rush
Had it bad, no doubt, she don’t know who to trust
Every man she ever loved only want to touch
Charge that to the game
But it’s all gravy, baby
Shots gettin’ popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
We’ve got love for y’all who sure don’t know us
So we swerve in the Suburban switchin’ lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chrome and thangs
Name our kids some funny names
Don’t hate on us, we’re fabulous
We pay cellulars for local calls
Hatin’ kinds of demons up at the malls
???, that’s how we roll
But don’t hate on us, we’re fabulous
They met, he said how she was a dime
So naïve that she believed every single line
17, first time slipped up, ‘bout to have a child
Charge that to the game
Was just us and mom, single family home
She did the best she could, did it all her own
Met a man but he won’t raise a child that’s not his
own
Oh, no, oh, no, no
But it’s all gravy, baby
Shots gettin’ popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
We’ve got love for y’all who sure don’t know us
So we swerve in the Suburban switchin’ lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chrome and thangs
Name our kids some funny names
Don’t hate on us, we’re fabulous
We pay cellulars for local calls
Hatin’ kinds of demons up at the malls
???, that’s how we roll
But don’t hate on us, we’re fabulous
With all that we’ve got
And no matter whatever together we’ll weather the
storm
And meanwhile with all we got it might get rough, but
it’s alright
‘Cause U-N-I-T-Y is all we need
To get R-E-S-P-E-C-T
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
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