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[SPM] 
Now we sleep all day and party all night 
I'm picking up my homie from the what, Northside 
Tommys on my shirt, and nike's on my shoes 
We rollin in the 'burban on them killa 22's 
Hit the Southside, and pick up 2 twins 
You can take Kelly's booty, I'ma do Kim's 
Cops dont like me, not everyone agrees 
I sag so low that my belts around my knees 
Bass be boomin, make the girls butts wiggle 
My girls gettin drunk and she's showin me her nipples 
23rd and Sherman, I stop to get a sack 
Sunday afternoon, I put Mason on the map 
Cuz the dopeman got em in a 6-4 drop 
Sometimes I'm on elbow, sometimes I'm on chop 
Dopehouse Clique, and we all got cloud 
Peace to DJ Lobo and my homie Bill Styles 

(SPM) 
Cuz my posse's is on Broadway... 

(Rasheed) 
I ride with my nigga, lie for my nigga 
Smoke fry with my nigga, shine with my nigga 
I'd die for my nigga, cry for my nigga 
Stay high with my nigga, my nigga 
My Nigga 

[Verse 2: SPM] 
Hanging with my niggas in the Hillwood Grove 
Chickens in my kitchen cookin in my stove 
Imagine I've been saggin ever since I could walk 
Been beggin you to listen ever since I could talk 
Double-in my money, even make it triple 
I've never been a bum, but I'm beggin for a nickel 
Still dippin sticks with a throwed ass bitch 
Workin those lips, but I dont mean a kiss 
Roll with fuckin killers, we all got straps 
Walkin through my hood with a woodgrain mac 
Slip em in a coma, slangin on my cut 
It took alot of work to get my block so crunk 

(SPM) 
Cuz my posse's on Broadway... 

(Rasheed) 
I eat with my nigga, sleep with my nigga 
Cook beef with my nigga, Creep with my nigga 
On feet with my nigga, drink with my nigga 
Pack heat with my nigga, my nigga 
My Nigga 

[Verse 3: SPM] 
Now we back in population, we all got straps 
Run around town, in trophy trucks and 'lacs 
The wheels keep turnin, I'm choppin up the wind 
I see the ladies lookin, they wanna jump in 
Now the front ends hoppin and the car begins to dance 
My 40 ounce bottle, is spillin on my pants 
Ridin too deep, in the 4-door '77 
I'm tryin to count my TV's, I think i got eleven 
Now we all got love for the '63 Impala 
Ruby is the short one, claimin Guatemala 
Bobby is the mix-breed, people think he's funny 
Behind us in the Cougar and he's hoppin like a bunny 
Bird's keep flyin, I feel like a Hawaiian 
Cuz my backyard looks like an exotic island 
Creepin Harrisburg, the party broke left 
I make a U-Turn, 'cuz I'm BROADWAY TO MY DEATH 

(SPM) 
Cuz my posse's on Broadway... 

(Rasheed) 
I roll with my nigga, smoke with my nigga 
Fuck hoes with my nigga, blow with my nigga 
Buy clothes with my nigga, throw with my nigga 
Cook dope with my nigga, my nigga 
My Nigga 
I chill with my nigga, deal with my nigga 
Pop pills with my nigga, steal for my nigga 
I'd kill for my nigga, feel my nigga 
On wheels with my nigga, my nigga 
My Nigga 

SOUTH PARK'S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE YA'LL 
SOUTH PARK'S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE 
SOUTH PARK'S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE YA'LL(*gunshots*) 
SOUTH PARK'S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!

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