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Lyrics:
Just just in case you don't know who we be
Just just in case you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
can't you see it's us that's rockin' yo world
I be, I be coffee
I be, I be bone
Me I run the playin' field
Me I be ownin' the throne
He be, he be coffee
He be, he be bone
Me I do it nicely
Me I be heir to the throne
Ya'll wanna hear it?
Naw ya'll don't wanna hear it
Uou don't want coffdeezy, jump up, get up easy
Purple giant, death defiant, but I creep up on you quite
Me animator, slowly we raisin' the dead
Complicator of clause plans, schemes, scandalous, scurrilous things
How can you hand various things?
Bicarious beings? What?
Rollin' 'round these hills on count of countless of feels of raw deals
I'm after the cheapest of thrills
Killin' off a slew of folk
Watchin' em all fall
But really man it's you a choke
Ghoulish like orathal
Do my best to hit yo region
Rollin' deep like we was legion for a season
We will let be leavin'
Karma heazin' steady breathin'
Just incase you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
Can't you see it's us that's rockin' yo' world
I be, I be coffee
I be, I be bone, I be Pettidee
(check it out cause)
He be, he be coffee
He be, he be bone, he be Pettidee
(Bonavilles, wooo)
One for the projects
Two for the thugs
Three for the king pin sippin' ear drums
Over Damascus where he turned me around
Put a word in ma mouth and a sound (get down)
..... (muffled)
Praise God we ain't destructive no more
..... (muffled)
Let yo' mind take you to the end of the road
Choose to do right but chose to get blowed
Educate ya' mind to young to know code
Grits and Pettidee be squad like flip mode
I'm the one they call bonifide
City boy, countrified
Known for that southernfide
Bring it to you, any, however you want it, i got it
Get it and never escape
Give it up slow brah
Checkin' for yo' soul brah
You stumble down the wrong road
Steppin' on the wrong toes
Now we 'bout to get it right
Stitch it up
Switch it up
Pettidee click it up
Nashville show me love
Jacksonville it's ya' boy
Sandawood put it up
Clearin' out the smoke screen
Step into the unseen
Sober from that sticky green
Wrap it up like i still beam
Scotty what's the situation?
(The fun years of desperation)
Well let 'em know we on location ready for the confrontation
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