Album : M.A.D.E.
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Everything's a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real
Everything's a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason
Everything's a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
Everything's a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go

Bleek come scoop you, try to seduce you
Half Black and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu
A little bit of that, wan-tan soup
From the hood, got more chips then wan-tan

But matter fact, got more cheese than nacho
Not from rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by myself
Now you haters wanna crowd my space

Hundred grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face
For they butterfly-stitch ya face
If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in place
If the record sound 'Just' get the blaze, nigga

Put in back, on the block for motherfuckers
The Roc get hot, let 'em scream "It's the Roc, in ya area"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real clique, but now

Everything's a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real
Everything's a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason
Everything's a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
Everything's a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go

Highest paid act, highest paid to rap
I advance myself, and pay myself back
Ha, man you gotta love that
When them pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that
Corner like you wanna proposal and lock that
Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I'm not above that

Oh hold on Young, let me get it back
You got beef in these streets, Lord, let me get a gat
Boy you now tuned into the greatest
Can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us

Nigga it's nothin', my crew and half dozens
That's 'cause we scramble, like we Vick's half cousins
Boy and get ya mind right nigga
We gon' put you on the news, you want lime light nigga
Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like nigga
Groupie men, we put on UPN

Everything's a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real
Everything's a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason
Everything's a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
Everything's a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go

One, thug in the club, two, models to go
Three, bottles of Arma', four, jars of dro
Five shots to draw, my six hits took off
Seven you make Heaven, or eight, everything's a go

Mami got that ice in ya drink
Long legs short skirt, what you mean, everything's a go
My thugs out die of the club wit Timbs
Nine on ya waist, let's roll we gettin' in

Nigga I'm back for, I'm willin' to clap boy
You holdin' me back for' go
I spring into action, Brooklyn I'm back for
I'm bringin' it back boys 'cause

Everything's a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real
Everything's a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason
Everything's a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
Everything's a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go
Everything's a go   And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real   Everything's a go   New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason   Everything's a go   Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me   Everything's a go   Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot   And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go      Bleek come scoop you, try to seduce you   Half Black and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu   A little bit of that, wan-tan soup   From the hood, got more chips then wan-tan      But matter fact, got more cheese than nacho   Not from rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho   I'm in the class, all by myself   Now you haters wanna crowd my space      Hundred grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face   For they butterfly-stitch ya face   If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in place   If the record sound 'Just' get the blaze, nigga      Put in back, on the block for motherfuckers   The Roc get hot, let 'em scream "It's the Roc, in ya area"   You better warn ya folks   They hate to see a real clique, but now      Everything's a go   And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real   Everything's a go   New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason   Everything's a go   Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me   Everything's a go   Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot   And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go      Highest paid act, highest paid to rap   I advance myself, and pay myself back   Ha, man you gotta love that   When them pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that   Corner like you wanna proposal and lock that   Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I'm not above that      Oh hold on Young, let me get it back   You got beef in these streets, Lord, let me get a gat   Boy you now tuned into the greatest   Can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us      Nigga it's nothin', my crew and half dozens   That's 'cause we scramble, like we Vick's half cousins   Boy and get ya mind right nigga   We gon' put you on the news, you want lime light nigga   Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like nigga   Groupie men, we put on UPN      Everything's a go   And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real   Everything's a go   New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason   Everything's a go   Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me   Everything's a go   Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot   And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go      One, thug in the club, two, models to go   Three, bottles of Arma', four, jars of dro   Five shots to draw, my six hits took off   Seven you make Heaven, or eight, everything's a go      Mami got that ice in ya drink   Long legs short skirt, what you mean, everything's a go   My thugs out die of the club wit Timbs   Nine on ya waist, let's roll we gettin' in      Nigga I'm back for, I'm willin' to clap boy   You holdin' me back for' go   I spring into action, Brooklyn I'm back for   I'm bringin' it back boys 'cause      Everything's a go   And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real   Everything's a go   New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason   Everything's a go   Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me   Everything's a go   Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the spot   And I'm 'bout to call her back, its a go
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