The year of nineteen-two-thou ya'll

Yo' P (unreal)

I think they're ready for ya baby

YEAAAHH!

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Petey Pablo, Petey Paab

Petey Pablo, Petey Paab

Petey Pablo, Petey Paab

Petey Pablo, (Pablo, Pablo)

Petey Pablo, Petey Paab

Petey Pablo, Petey Paab

Petey Pablo, Petey Paab

Petey Pablo, (Pablo, Pablo)

What's up wit ya'll hot boys, hot girls

Came here to see ya dog didn't ya cous' (uh-huh)

Love is love

That's the reason I hold it down for ya'll

Ya'll motherfuckers do the same for Pab

I'm gonna keep fuckin wit ya'll

Kick it like I been kickin wit ya'll

I own all a ya'll

Ya'll was the motherfuckers that gave a god damn

Anything I got, nigga you can get half

Word on my grandmomma that passed

You stay right by a nigga like me and you'll get blessed

Ain't fucckin with that

Guys like the one I got

Yes high neck get stomped with the backbone

Motherfucker fakin a fall

And then the nigga get jumped on

And don't know where they come from

Bet they do

Punk ass pimp (or two)

Petey done what they said to do

Came home where I'm back down(hit the road)

Every time I open my mouth (Yeah)

Dirty Sound

Maybe that's what they talkin' bout

My motherfuckin name when it enters your mouth

My nigga, my neck a the woods

Get a shout out

North Carolina (in the House)

Shit gotta lock

Gotta wanna gotta lock

Got a house

got a lock

gotta drunk

gotta step

Folks think I'm outta my mind

I'm outta line a lot of times

I don't give a fuck about guidelines

Do what I wanna do when I wanna do it

If you don't like what I'm doin

You ain't got to

I ain't mad at ya

But eventually you find to call me

Chorus

One a the reasons that I gave you the first joint

Like of the niggas sellin on second and third

Runnin' the world

Greatest stuff put in the word

Telling the stuff in my motherfuckin' top boy

Representin' my crew (you know who)

Ain't to many who put it down like I do

North Cak this, North Cak that

I'm gonna hit ya back to back with that motherfuckin hot shit

Ya'll ready to get it (Yeah)

Ready to set it(Yeah)

Headin' up in to it

This nineteen, two-thousand shit is headed

Off to magnetic, athletic, cosmetic

Cosmetologist, paramedic, slash schizophrenic

Energetic and spaz in minutes and milliseconds

Play the wrong video edit

Do you like Puff did it

Go to court get them charges acquitted

Motherfucker like “Oh Wait”

Motherfucker like “No Way”

Yeah you know nigga

Like “Whoa” ain't it?

Pab make a video

Black war Louisiana, land on me

and bust on 'em

If you slingin' a wood around town (Fuckin' em two at a time)

Motherfucker that's 'fore he even got some

How you like the sound (Hittin' in three styles)

Hip-hop, R&B and underground

Yeah playa it's me this year

What my name is?

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Petey

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Petey

Petey

Petey

Petey

Petey

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Petey

Petey

Petey AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!