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Intro 
Bust it, bust it, Friday night swingin you know what I'm sayin 
With Mista Lawnge and my man Jermaine, and Jack whose names is Joe 
Check it check it check it yo c'mon 
Lyrics 
I been around, I been around 
I been around town 
Sounds you know I'm down 
That many cannot get down 
But not me, we kick it all day and night see 
Although you know in a minute 
Right now you know not who I be 
So I kick it for a second 
Yes I kick it for a sec 
Get wreck, and double check 
Got to play with your select 
Name is Dres, D-R-E-S 
Yes I guess that it is 
Ya gotta bag of buddha well smoke a sess 
I'm the type of brother that the girls always select 
It's not because they're out to come 
It's cause they're out to come correct 
I talk about a ho, because a ho I know 
And if you do the honey Tea 
then I guess too you would talk so 
Play me not, if my phone book is bigger 
Don't get hot cause I clock the fat figure 
Told ya I'm a singa got my finga on the trigga 
Cause everybody hates the fly nigga 
Play me not close if your jean is made of plastic 
If your best to play it down 
Then you should walk faster 
Don't give me a pound if you bust that in your hand 
Play me out never cause I came to understand 
Do it to, for a minute 
I do for me too 
Push me up and I'll pull myself through 
Watch my back and I'll watch my front 
Got what I want, c-ya hate to be ya 
Got a nie, got a shot, got a catch twenty-two 
Damned if I don't and I'm damned if I do 
Fightin over cities how they're fightin on my block 
Over there is liberation over here is for a rock 
No not pop rock, no not pop rock 
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do 
Do-do-after shock 
Some will part fly gear, while others are suckin 
I game I use to play until I learned to keep steppin 
But one thring I learned, yo roll and take it 
Life is what you make it

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