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[Hook - Chevy P aka Smoke] Rollin slow on molten 30's gold over my pearlies See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty At the paaarrrrk Sunday at the paaarrrrk [Verse 1 - Shawn Jay] Now what you gon go do after church Hit the mall snatch a hat grab a shirt Wash the 'Lac wax the 'Vert clean the truck We finna ball stash the strap and pass the purp Me and my dogs ridin old school whippin in the back street Lookin for the tickets on the strip like Zaxby's Now them hoes is out boy believe it When they be cute I have to stop em Love myself some Georgia Peaches and daisy dukes wit apple bottoms Police tell us leave we wanna chill Free plate took the cooked meat on the girll Shawty gon choose when she see me lean Make the draws drop fast like my TV screens So high think I might overdose

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