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1. _ R and B South (Skit)
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2. _ It's Time
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3. _ Now That You're Gone
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4. _ Tell Me
Yea this right here
Is going out to all them girls out there
That did me and south wrong, ya know?
Tell you a lil story its the reason
Love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is going on
We date, all day tell me wacha think is going on
Too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is going on
What's going on what's going on
Yo, eh yo me and miss thang
We run a perfect team
We had all the things all them other couples fiend
Love, trust, good sex, and security
If you ever felt weak Smilez was your energy
Trips across seas, show you the finer things
No more burger king it was fine dine, cuisine
And if it never had it, I don't think it mattered
We were a classic like Nas in Illmatic
I was so deceived, I thought we had a thing
You used to blow my 2 way up wit 143s
Da L-O-V had me blind I would had to see
I trusted my friends, all they were yelling at me
How could you do me so wrong, I don't want to get dogged
I invested three years ma, plus this song
I'm so confused, where to go? How do I choose?
I guess to find real love I gotta pay my dues
Love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is going on
We date, all day tell me wacha think is going on
Too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is going on
What's going on what's going on
It seems so good, yo we used to chill in the hood
You made me feel that tingle in my heart like nobody could
And all the long we stood, when times was hard
Even before all this rap shit made me a star
When I was working two jobs, just to survive
When I felt like killin' myself you kept me alive
What a pair, me and you, we was a match
Different tastes, but you know opposites attract
By my side, hold my head, and kept me strong
Still trying to figure out, where the hell we went wrong
I did what I can, young cat made a man
Stayed and weathered the storm, when most would of ran
Too much pride, and you know men don't cry
Had to let you go even though it hurt inside
All by myself, now I had to turn to these rhymes
Its the only way I know to release my mind.
Love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is going on
We date, all day tell me wacha think is going on
Too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is going on
What's going on what's going on
Its been a while yea you know time goes fast
Let me tell you though, some things still don't pass
Sit back in the pad, think about the times we had
Try not to let it make me sad, or make me mad
I'm tryin' to move on wit my life, the wound is healed
Yea I'm just speakin' it real, I'm ready to feel
Ready to provide for my seed, a man now
Bet you can't believe its me
You ruined a good thing and all of our dreams
Tryin' to lock me down a lifetime in the beam
Monitoring my calls, griping at my dawgs
I never really understood the cause
My friends were your friends
Your friends were my friends
Your doe was my doe
My doe is my doe
Mano why mano
We'll fought this weather
And everybody that's been through it
Then sing it together.
love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is going on
we date, all day tell me wacha think is going on
too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is going on
what's going on what's going on
(repeat until end)
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5. _ Gully
[Smilez]
Yo this is Smilez and South-Stigga with just say no
We gon' kill y'all with this vernacular flow, for sho'
We about to blow and leave out all y'all windows
Cop the new coupe and traded all y'all old Pintos
FiFi's fabric acid, it's so simple, yeah
[Chorus: 4X with ad-libs]
We keep it gully
We keep it gully
We keep it gully
Gully, gully, gully
[Verse 1: Southstar]
I'm so grimey, I keep y'all behind me
Spit so raw I'll make y'all rewind me
Just to learn the song, just to rap along
I'm like Mills Lane, ready to get it on
I'ma prove a point, listen to the joint
Only hot shit, I don't ever disappoint
And even with that cheedar, I keep it so gutter
And even with the pressure, man I won't stutter
Yo this ain't no joke, I'll make ya speak in smoke
If ya get to close give ya a heat stroke
See it's my time, can't take the shine
And when I'm done with this they buildin' me a shrine
So in the meantime make this game mine
I got enough rhymes to last a lifetime
So I'ma keep goin' ain't no way of slowin' me down
Cause you know Southstar'll keep flowin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Smilez]
You know the flow sick, know this, Smilez focus
Drop sixteen and ya man's foldin'
Burpin' after I eat him for din-din
And look at his boys, they like I'm not with him
Yo Smilez keep it gully up in the Lex buggy
With ma rubbin' my tummy and suckin' babies from me
And girls real funny not understandin' my mack
I'm not Jordan, once I'm done with you there's no comin' back
Keep my hat tucked low anywhere I choose to go
want to meet my dough, first meet my fo-fo
Cause niggaz act sour when they around ya
But bullets like aliens, don't catch a close encounter
Rhymes you can bet, keep 'em fat nothin' less
Put this in ya face and you'll catch a cardiac arrest
Who cares how dope you is or who you rollin' with
You can't touch a hair on my chinny-chin chin, BITCH!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Smilez & Southstar]
Hey yo we straight out the O, O-Town, just so you know
It's mister Smi-dow and it's South-Stizzo
In the Lex and the Benz, and we comin through slow
Ridin' on dubs, chicks like there they go
With a pinwheel cap and a throwback jersey
Dude need to bring his youth back cause they mercky
Girls love Smilez he a freak Kirspy
And I got the whole world beggin' me mercy
Techs so raw y'all don't want no more
We in it to win it you know that's for sure
And this is just the begginin' we got more in store
We gon' kick in the door big style on you dog
We gon' buy out the mall, cause another storm
If they do cop another one and that's our law
And my words is bionic, y'all nigga don't want it
Have you red, white, and blue make you patriotic
[Chorus]
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6. _ What Can You Do?
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7. _ It's On
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8. _ Alright
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9. _ Ridiculous
Bounce (3x)
Hey, yo...
Pigeons, chickens, birds, poodles
They understand me like I'm Dr. DoDoodle
Cept for you dogs that like to talk doo doo.
You know what I do to dogs like you?
Spaid you.
I ain't new to this
Cept for that grey 6.
Pull dat out and all y'all believe me.
"Shit he ridiculous."
"Shit keep playin it."
Callin me Ron Isley,
"You're contageous."
What you talkin for?
What you takin dog?
Your whip sittin on a statutory rape charge.
What dat mean?
Your rims under 18.
Mine LnE AARP.
Get your Millie Vanilly flow away from me.
K-Mart rap... You need to bring it back.
Bring it back.
Ma on my jack like,
"Dat nigga Smilez is where it's at."
'cause I jump out da whips.
Belly for a Chrys.
Dimes on my hip.
Now tell me, what you call this?
Ridiculous.
Ridiculous.
35 Girls on the floor just shakin it.
Can't hold yours?
Yo we takin it.
Chumps in the corner steady hatin us.
Ridiculous.
Ridiculous.
Better watch out.
We conspicuous.
Got it on lock.
Yo we takin it.
We livin this.
Ridiculous.
From MTV to BET.
Radio to TV.
Video to CD.
We be the cats settin dem trends.
Makin dem ends.
Stayin wit girls rated 10s.
I got girls all over
Wantin me as their groom.
ATL, ST. Lou, New York, O-Town.
Ridiculous.
Ridiculous.
35 Girls on the floor just shakin it.
Can't hold yours?
Yo we takin it.
Chumps in the corner steady hatin us.
Ridiculous.
Ridiculous.
Better watch out.
We conspicuous.
Got it on lock.
Yo we takin it.
We livin this.
Ridiculous.
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10. _ Who Want This?
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11. _ Crash the Party
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12. _ Let's Roll
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13. _ Bull Sh*tin' (Skit)
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14. _ Luv-A-Bo (Skit)
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15. _ Let's Get Naked
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16. _ On the List (Skit)
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17. _ Intro (Skit)
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