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Drive show homey
Drive show homey
You never know homey
Might have on Bo, homey
Now let's take some calls, it's drive show homey

What it do
I'm posted up in the parkin' lot in Birmingham,
Filled all my suitcases with cash, call me The Bagman,
But ever since I started out on sabbatical
Suckas claim I ain't spit fire like Hoover Tactical
Call up my lawyer, tell him "Respect, g"
"I'm the Real Tom Sawyer, these fools just Becky"
Used to be 'bout my Tammys
Now I'm just 'bout the Grammys
I'm Carolina-bound, farewell ole Alabammy
Signed up with ESPN, they pay me real good
How you pimpin' with food stamps, Bobby from Homewood?
Listeners keep on callin'
Recognize that I'm still ballin'
Steal your wife and then your sister, that's just a Pawl-in'
Ridin' with my top down on I-85,
Remind you who the real king is, I own the mic, Slive
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