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[Intro]
I'm the man 'round here, capiche?
Brown paper bag, ol' dope boy money
Ol' dope boy money

[Chorus]
I'm the man 'round here, capiche?
Small face hundred, ninety-fo' money
Brown paper bag, ol' dope boy money
Ol' dope boy money

[Shawty Lo]
Easily I approach
The microphone, yeah the kid's no joke
Tell your hoe to get off of my dick
Hypnotized by this shit that I spit
Yeahh, slow flow new flavor in your ear
I used to swear man talk was cheap
Now I'm gettin twenty thousand fee
DAAAAMN~! 20 thousand to speak?
Seventeen-five if you want a ki'
Get a 10-pack, 17 apiece
I'm the man 'round here, capiche?
Call me Big Bird like Sesame Street

[Chorus - 2X]

[Shawty Lo]
Shawty what'chu doin? Ain't doin nuttin
Cookin up a chicken cause the rent due, money
Fifty-five hundred, they ain't know money
Magic City money, still blowin money
Body Tap Wednesday, still throwin money
"Units in the City" I done sold another hundred
Small faced hundreds, ninety-four money
Brown paper bag, ol; dope boy money
Man I'm a stunna, nigga youse a fronter
Nigga youse a bitch and you get it from your momma
Real brick runner, nigga on the corner
On my grandmama, got more chickens than a farmer

[Chorus - 2X]

[Shawty Lo]
Early in the mornin, slippers and pajamas
Got 'em get 'em ready cause them country boys is comin
And I don't believe in karma, I believe in numbers
Add mo' zeroes, I need more commas
Back in Tijuana, mighty close to water
Can get 'em from the border, break 'em down in Georgia
Seventeen-five, make 'em where you can afford 'em
Where yo' peoples at? Tell 'em go on and place they order

[Chorus - 2X]
[Intro]  I'm the man 'round here, capiche?  Brown paper bag, ol' dope boy money  Ol' dope boy money    [Chorus]  I'm the man 'round here, capiche?  Small face hundred, ninety-fo' money  Brown paper bag, ol' dope boy money  Ol' dope boy money    [Shawty Lo]  Easily I approach  The microphone, yeah the kid's no joke  Tell your hoe to get off of my dick  Hypnotized by this shit that I spit  Yeahh, slow flow new flavor in your ear  I used to swear man talk was cheap  Now I'm gettin twenty thousand fee  DAAAAMN~! 20 thousand to speak?  Seventeen-five if you want a ki'  Get a 10-pack, 17 apiece  I'm the man 'round here, capiche?  Call me Big Bird like Sesame Street    [Chorus - 2X]    [Shawty Lo]  Shawty what'chu doin? Ain't doin nuttin  Cookin up a chicken cause the rent due, money  Fifty-five hundred, they ain't know money  Magic City money, still blowin money  Body Tap Wednesday, still throwin money  "Units in the City" I done sold another hundred  Small faced hundreds, ninety-four money  Brown paper bag, ol; dope boy money  Man I'm a stunna, nigga youse a fronter  Nigga youse a bitch and you get it from your momma  Real brick runner, nigga on the corner  On my grandmama, got more chickens than a farmer    [Chorus - 2X]    [Shawty Lo]  Early in the mornin, slippers and pajamas  Got 'em get 'em ready cause them country boys is comin  And I don't believe in karma, I believe in numbers  Add mo' zeroes, I need more commas  Back in Tijuana, mighty close to water  Can get 'em from the border, break 'em down in Georgia  Seventeen-five, make 'em where you can afford 'em  Where yo' peoples at? Tell 'em go on and place they order    [Chorus - 2X]