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Verse 1
Uh, it's the almighty King Koopa
Chameleon and a color -changing lizard
The mixtape messiah
Please stand for the ghetto
national anthem
Let's go
Man, forget what them boys is talking about
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I'm true, I'm true
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Your bottom swings, your grip and grind
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I do, I do
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Your poppin' drum,
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Don't know about you, but I'm true
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Forget what them boys is talking about
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Your bottom swings, your grip and grind
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I do, I do, you're candy red,
you're candy blue
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You're poppin' truth,
you're jammin' smooth
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We don't know about you,
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but I'm true, I'm true
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Forget what these boys is talkin' bout
We white boys dyin' in South Park on MLK
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On Sunday we climb from
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To the homestead hoods
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It's all good,
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With zero in trade, gon' let the top dine
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It's a beautiful day,
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haters jealous on the sidelines
Runnin' they mouth, cause I roll with T .I .P.,
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the king of the south
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Name what it do, baby, it's your girl Shay
The ghetto princess of the south,
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but I'm still here to see
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Another day in the eights,
Take a moment of silence,
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but screw
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Leader made show, flyin' off the shelf
I ain't gotta say I'm true,
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cause truth speak for itself
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Baby, what them boys is talking bout?
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You ride the swings, you gripping grain,
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I do, I do
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You're candy red,
you're candy blue
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You're popping trunk,
you're jamming screw
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Don't know about you,
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Baby, what them boys is talking bout?
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I'm true, I'm so, I'm so true ride the swings,
you're candy blue
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You're popping trunk,
you're jamming screw
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Don't know about you,
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but I'm true, I'm true
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If they say I'm the greatest of all time
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If she's a dime, tell her I'm fine
and she'll say true, true
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Turn up the bang and
get into something,
Sound like a train,
cause when I stop,
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And I'm thuggin' too, homie,
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the heater kinda like Al
Bundy's hand
Believe me, every time you see me,
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it's gon' be in her pants
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it'll be pointin' at you
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is me, after myself
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I hope you internet thugs
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that will swear that I ain't the tightest
Have cyber sex with Cedar
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until you catch a virus
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Why is he sayin' this?
To piss boys off
I officially claim myself
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the rap king of the South
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They say I'm the greatest of all time,
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And they say you, and I say nah
Give that title to the late and
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Man, forget what them
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I'm true, I'm true
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you grippin' grain, I do, I do
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You candy red, you candy blue,
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Forget what them boys is talking about,
I'm true
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I do, I do
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your poppin' true
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Don't know about you, but I'm true, true
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The definition of a pimp is
I got my own label,
now if you ain't heard it
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Now me and Will chasing a Skrill
Your royalty check looking
like my phone bill
Yeah, I'm platinum,
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I love to speed on dozen streets,
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don't make me blow up
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They the fool, that is my family,
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but man, they live in fantasy
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so they can receive a fee
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at least not to me
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I'ma stay true, if I'm paid in partial too
If I'm paid in full, man,
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it's the only life I know
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I'm true, I'm true
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Your body swings,
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your grip and grain, I do, I do
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Your candy red,
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What he with them boys is talkin' bout,
I'm true, so, I'm so true
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I do, I do
you're jammin' school
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Don't know about you, but I'm true
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You
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