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Lost Boyz w Pete Rock

Legal Drug Money/America Is Dying Slowly

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Intro:[whistling]Shorty!! Shorty!!Shorty c`mere baby girl! (I like what I see)This go out to erybody man, a little station identificationAnd we call this one for all y`all, who be going to buy...Chorus:The cheebas, them liquorsThe condoms, hit the assIt`s the cheebas, the liquorsThe condoms, that assVerse One: Mr. CheeksNow now nowMet this girl, just the other dayWhen I was up, on RockawayShe was in Kennedy Fried (word em up)A little kill`s breast, and I said, "Excuse me Miss...maybe we can go and jus chat." "About what?""About, about this about that."I bet I put somethin in yo mindTo make you heel it up bring it back come rewindNow I`m, just a rap artistNot sayin that I`m the best not the smartest butBut I come up wit things ya never seenThings you never heard of like money and the murder likeNext thing you know we in the restDrinkin liqour, puffin on the buddha sessI threw on me a Rough RiderI slid inside herChorus:Wit my cheebas, my liquorsMy condoms, hit the assI had the cheebas, them liquorsThe condoms, hit the assWe had the cheebas, the liquorsThe condoms, hit the assWe had the cheeba, the liquorThe condom, the ass!!Verse Two: Freaky TahDon`t be fuckin wit my shorty, sippin on her fortyOr puffin on her blunt, cuz she`s no fuckin stuntTrue to the game, goes to school for her edu-ma-cationWhile I bounce around the nationFrom nation and back to New YorkI twist the cap, pop the cork and take a long walk to the courtBuddha, I spark chill wit my crewWho it be Mr. Cheeks when I sip my nigga brewAnd get in, you gets the fan understandBouncin, we gets to buzzin forty ouncinHit Virginia, I get the shorty-shortyHippin on the forty on the corner wanna boneIn home or out on my ownI get whatever hit her, and then get rid of herAfter I`m done with it, my man, he wanna get with itThen he hit it from da back, now my crew wanna hit itBut me Freaky Tah, trip off and I creepNiggaz they be buggin, but don`t ever peep my styleMy crew is buckwildWe been in this game for awhileChorus:Smokin cheebas, the liquorsThe condoms, the assIt`s the cheebas, them liquorsThe condoms, the ass (repeat 3X)Verse Three: Mr. CheeksNow before you run up in thatwear your mutha poke-pro-fa-lacstick, before you run up in skinzBefore you bone, run your mouth to yo mensMake sure that you protect yourselfThat shows that you respect yourselfNow don`t violate your skin and your ballsYou`ll be making, the phone callSee Dr. Abraham or them condoms nowYou know that you best to be awareDon`t go bustin up and nuttin inLet a nigga from the Lost Boyz tell ya somethinNo man know he play he the fuckin gameBut AIDS ain`t got no fuckin nameAll you chancy niggaz that`s playin cuteDon`t jump, without a parachute

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