Текст песни Give It Up - Too Phat
Aiyo
gurl
this
tune
here
is
umm,
a
dedication
You
say
my
macks
wack
im
chill
im
still
patient
You
always
alone
strolls
are
solitary
You
stand
out
and
look
crazy
deboinary
Stompin
your
Tim
boots,
baby
ts
big
jeans
and
all
Walkin
so
fast
like
you
got
mad
stamina
I
try
to
slow
you
down
when
you
come
around
Feel
like
a
clown
when
you
smile
gimme
no
sound
Fly
style
and
profile
like
a
goddess
Even
the
freaks
admit
that
you
tha
hottest
Thats
why
i
creep
like
t-boz,
left
eye
and
chilli
Straight
up
and
down
baby
gurl
whats
the
real
dilly
Do
respond
no
intention
to
petrify
Why
complicate
something
when
you
can
simplify
Now
start
talkin
then
imma
stop
hawkin
Give
it
up,
grab
my
hand
and
keep
walkin
(Liyana
& Damien)
Its
about
time
that
you
quit
quit
now
Recognize
game
and
give
it
up
Its
about
time
that
you
quit
quit
now
Recognize
game
and
give
it
up
(Joe)
Aiyo
my
potna
in
rhyme
skip
all
the
nickle
and
dimes
Skirts
nowadays
concerned
with
dolla
signs
See
a
phat
rizide,
tryina
wink
an
ezye
Parlay
punany
swaying
like
dolomizite
(Joe
we
might
be
broke
but
still
got
them
panties
soaked
Playa
haters
provoke,
choke
and
get
smoked)
Loc
enuf
spoke
now
sip
a
coke
and
take
note
It
may
sound
funny
but
it
aint
no
joke
I
usta
float
the
love
boat
with
this
gurl
boo
But
now
she
steady
frontin
cold
like
igloo
Aiyo
baby
boo
i
just
wanna
be
with
you
I
want
you
to
stick
to
me
like
supa
dupa
glue
Got
my
own
boo
but
goddamn
i
want
you
too
Yohoo
biggedy
booboo
lemme
shoo
dem
foos
with
ma
moo
moo
kung
fu
Not
to
wong
fu
but
a
princess
whos
always
on
my
mind
Give
it
up
gurl...
we
runnin
outta
time
(Malique)
I
heard
alotta
dem
figures
(niggaz)
is
snitches
(bitches)
too
So
imma
tell
a
story
bout
this
kid
i
knew
Congratulations
dogg
on
the
PhD
Now
your
specialty
is
playa
hatin
me
You
be
shakin
my
hand
malique
potna
wassup
witchoo
But
when
im
gone
you
be
dissin
my
crew
Yappin
dem
boos,
malique
is
kinda
bad
for
you
health
He
only
wants
your
pearl
tongue
and
planna
lick
all
your
wealth
The
playa
wanna
mash,
but
aint
really
finesse...
huh
He
wanna
mess,
caress
and
undress
Nevertheless
you
stress
he
puff
grass
so
best
pass
Before
he
crash
your
flesh
and
plan
a
cash
dash
God
bless,
yeah
all
the
best
dogg,
but
whacha
lie
fo
Your
fly
clothes
aint
attractin
no
fly
gurls
You
like
her,
she
want
me,
i
m
sorry
its
too
late
Now
blow
me
a
kiss
why
must
you
playa
hate
Oh
wait,
before
i
forget
i
best
start
tellin
That
doggs
like
you
will
neva
make
it
to
heaven
So
give
it
up
snitch...
thats
rite
and
give
it
up
now
Its
all
good
but
you
still
wanna
play
foul
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