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Now, who's hot who not

All actors stitting around tables drinking and


smoking Tell me who rock who sell out in the
Sausages being cooked on the bbq stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the
blue drop
Who jewels got robbed who's mostly
Goldie down
To the tube sock, the same ol pimp
Mase, you know ain't nothing change but
my limp
Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pulling all the
love

Jack Lip Synching You don't believe in Harlem World nigga


double up
We don't play around it's a bet lay it down
Nigga didn't know me ninety-one bet they
know me now
I'm the young Harlem nigga with the
Goldie sound
Can't no PHD niggas hold me down,
Cooter
Schooled me to the game, now I know my
duty
Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggas spend no dough on the
Jack dancing
booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go
your cutie

I don't know what, they want from me


It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[2X]

Start of shane lip synching. Jack next to him Yeah yeah, ahaha, I'm the C-to-the-A-to-
sitting on the sofa bed the-D-D-Y
Know you'd rather see me die than to see
me fly
I call all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinking
now's
Shane dancing
When all the balling stops, nigga never
Home gotta call me on the yacht
Shot of SHD. cutting to the beat of shane
inside the SHD throwing money Ten years from now we'll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won't stop
Shane and Sam standing outside the SHD Now what you gonna do when it's cool
dancing.
Shane lip synching Bag a money much longer than yours
And a team much stronger than yours,
violate me
This'll be your day, we don't play
Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way
Cause it ain't enough time here, ain't
Shane and Jack dancing at eh BBQ enough lime here
For you to shine here, deal with many
women
But treat dimes fair, and I'm
Closing the BBQ lid Bigger than the city lights down in Times
Square
Yeah, yeah yeah

I don't know what, they want from me


Shots of SHD It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[2X]

Start of Sams lip synch Uhh, uhhh


Jack and sam on the sofa bopping B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I'm flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the
basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
Shane and Sam bopping Cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, being mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it's cause you run with lame
dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain't no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your rollies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep their
hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player
please
Lyrically, niggas see, B.I.G.
Be flossing jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, here's my phone number
Your name, I got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down phizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous
On trizack, leave your ass kizzack

Final establishing shots of the BBQ set I don't know what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[3X]

POV shot of people leaving What's going on?


What's going on?
I don't know what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[3X]

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