My Name

This a nitty beat

Hey Yea Say nitty lets gon on and take em back one time

(La la la la, la la la)

We just give em what they want you know

(la la la la, la la la la, go back way back go back go back)

cuz ain't nobody cuz cant nobody do it like that you know

This a nitty beat

Uhh playin sonic on sega

I can take you back to the motorola pager (way back)

Out of work like craig on Friday (Friday)

But I get paid like everydays Friday

Brand new louie's brand new jordans

And I ain't got a job like tommy off maury

But me and nitty be off in the studio recordin

And I ride tracks like young Jeff Gordon

NASCAR.... And Yea I like this beat

So I be getting off like white boy feet (tryna dance)

Getting chose haters like why me

Cuz when I'm in the bed I'm Muhammad Ali

Beat that once, beat that twice, by the third time ya pussy prolly need ice

I'ma young nigga wit a old man say

I can take ya back to ya very first bike

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Ha yeaaa lil mama say what, (say what) all I gotta say is wassup

She know my name, errbody in the club they know my name

And they all showin love cuz they know my

go back way back [4x]

go go go back way back go go go back way back

(La la la la, la la la la)

Yea boy I take it back like this

Like will smith and a fresh prince fit

Today Sunday the mall close at six

It's already five thirty gotta move quick

But I ain't even trippin I'ma still get chose

If I didn't have arms I could still pull hoes (yea buddy)

Cuz I'm fly you ain't heard I rock

I could pull a chick butt naked in some socks

I'm tho'ed off don't run me hot

Cuz my glock pop like champagne tops

Boom Boom pow like the black eyed peas

Get a strip tease by a black Chinese girl

And I'm steady transcendin

six figure check got my bank account pendin

like thirty seven (thirty seven), thirty eight (thirty eight)

I'm the zone forty five forty seven mike epps tone

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I like a chick that thick off cabbage (I like that)

I like chick that can grind on a mattress (I like that)

I like a chick with a real big ass, but I rather have chick that can file my taxes (oh yea)

So dear ms secretary chick lemme be ya boss and you forever bein rich

Watch so icy and it's heavy on my wrist

Got me feelin like Denver when its February sixth (so cold)

Prime time click we like a rubber band

That's about to pop and yea we runnin in

Old school all the og's understand

I can take ya back make ya wanna do the runnin man

MC Hammer that's throw back, country grammer I know that

I'm gone like a woman when she fed up

I can take it back like a Danny Glover edge up (way back)

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