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Petey Pablo Miscellaneous Raise Up We gon' do it (we gotta stand by) [Chorus: repeat 2X] This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up Take your shirt off, twist it 'round yo' hand Spin it like a helicopter North Carolina! C'mon and raise up This one's for you, uh-huh, this one's for who? Us, us, us [Petey Pablo] Who am I? Petey Pab motherfucker The first to put it down for North Carolina But guess what (what?), it's been worth it I'ma superstar, bought me a big ol' car Four point six (see the car!) Black fifty-four from the front to back and got a button in the middle, make the trunk go eh-eh But it ain't 'bout that It's about gettin whatchu gettin and drivin all back here Big fella's, six fella's Half of me and Carolina niggaz grown of y'all Whole plain, Marsian hoe, green county, criminal, damn Transfer, center rear, brown over here (green over here) Pass the table, down on the, (?) Eastern (lemme think) Johnson County, Franklin, Bourgon, Newport, Warrenshell to Kingsville (make (?) Town) slower, triangle, goldberg Halafax, Statesville and all my niggaz doin right behind 'em While this right here, right here, right here, right here [Chorus] [Petey Pablo overlapping Chorus] Uhh, uh-huh, uh-huh, beat it, beat it You remember them days y'all, we used to play y'all The radio had put our own on partner song y'all We used to (rep our city, rep our city!) Runnin through the school halls just before our basketball pep-rally jumped off (hah!) My home, my house, my hood (hah!) My brother, my sister, my cous' (hah!) My niggaz that'll die from beginnin Been wit me even 'fore I been knew the world Ya bitches parent said it, now I gotcha starin at it Would-a been the same ol' North Carolina, it's (?)ville Y'all niggaz just gettin it, oh it's a shame isn't it? Oh you thought we scared, would be comin home wit a whole lotta songs We were bullshittin? [Chorus] [Petey Pablo] Man I had to do it just incase you were one of the ones who wanted to come and ask somethin stupid (what you think you doin?) What it look like? Puttin it down for my niggaz in the south side North Carolina, South Carolina and all the little kids in the cape towns We gonna hit y'all asses, ain't nuttin but a P.D. blast that we got comin atcha, (beat) slammin, (earth) classic (go for this) What's happenin, platinum (baby your gonna drop the bomb) And I don't meant to scare ya But I'm about to bring it home (?) hail these streets and N.C. out the water Had the feelin there was motherfucker had to real (call 'em) I told ya! [Chorus] |
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