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    Wow-rahh!
    T-pain ya boy sharp
    Wow-rahh!!
    T-pain wow-rahh! ya boy Shamm
    Blaze it up on dem
    Fire fire
    Fire fire rahh!
    Fire fire
    Yo yo yo

    (verse 1-t-pain)
    Number 1 shotta
    Bad man make the girls shake like maracas
    M-16 bust and take your whole top off
    Were deal ear me don't fuck with the knock-off
    Push it to the limit and receive is the drop-off
    Ah ho no..and pop it off for the 8-5-0
    Build a fire let the stick.let the Florida state glow
    Weinadealina woahhh
    And they won't bother me noooo
    Bust a top for the 850 ohohohoh
    Me say go! me say stop! pop! raaaahhh! rahhh! rahhh!
    Bust a top for the 8-5-0...rahh rahh rahh

    My boy Kardinal, leader of the session
    Black Jays pop it if we need an intervention
    Murder all these little song boys in succession
    Niggas aint eatin..it's a convict recession
    Gettin paid to shut down the show is my profession
    Fuck keepin it easy I am not about aggression
    Approach if you want but use your discretion
    When I crush these rappas careers they get left in a depression

    You better stand clear when the mike's in my possession
    And I bust every year cuz that is my obsession
    It's a T-Dot T-PAIN, Kardinal expression
    Black Jays fire like a black Smith and Wesson
    You're done mon!

    Bustas don't bother me nooo
    Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
    Me say go! me say stop! pop! rahh! rahh! rahh!
    Pop a top for the 8-5-0

    Pass it to the ear with a mere pom pom!
    Policeman they fear we don't keer pom pom!
    Pop it off and bust it open here pom pom!
    Let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom!
    Rahh!
    You see me coming man better get runnin man cuz when you see me you gon see me with my gun in hand
    Don't be a dummy man we makin money man
    For we keep it comin comin
    Tell them fools they need to just shut up
    Roll near and farmer boys get fucked up
    Keep on talking and we kick your door not on
    Find you in pieces your whole body cut up
    Your king shut up scared why get this oh no
    Dog don't argue to live this is so no
    45 caliber will have your skin bono make your skin bono make your skin bono

    Bustas don't bother me nooo
    Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
    Me say go! me say stop! pop! rahh! rahh! rahh!
    Pop a top for the 8-5-0

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    Written by DAMEON BECKETT | DAVE KELLY | FAHEEM NAJM | JASON HARROW

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