number one Ay, man, what's up? This Dominique from shady Oaks Trailer Park What's up Dominique? I wanna hear that song from Lil Jon and Petey Pablo
a goddamn jukebox That nigga like 2 Pac, 130 songs in one day Don't stop that boy gone hurt somethin' Make him sit there watchin' numbers (Hey) 5, 10, 15, as my
AH! [Females voices humming] [Petey Pablo - talking] Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. [Verse 1 - Petey Pablo] One of the illest rhymers
projects Don't mean I forgot I'm gonna be country till the day I die To the deep and depth of my soul From the top of my head Down to my air force ones
my homies It's Carolina till I die, whody! [Petey Pablo (Baby)] Yeah! What ya'll gotta say about that there Birdman You better told em (Petey Pablo,
your hands" He said, "This is my diary" And the Pastor told him that sinners couldn't have no diaries My brother said he was lying And my brother said
Pullin' niggaz cards, exposin' what ya hold I'm sorry if it feels you don't know me no more Just had some shit on my mind, in my chest I had to get off
Ladies and gentlemen I am proud to present to you today The new album from Petey Pablo 'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry' The boy hot now, he
up, squad up Let's roc, let's roll, squad up, knock that outta there Still off the chain, still in the game I gotta hear you say it Petey Pab motherfucka
, wait a minute) And I was 'bout to go into town My heart was heavy with a bird Left being a bird in the world and not being able to fly My heart was
to brag about We answered the question and never had to take the time to thank out That's why I'll ride for my nigga, cry for my nigga Die for my nigga
the only homeboy I call I wonder how many thought about Petey Pab When I was apache rappin' in the penetentury yard Eatin' wieners outa chanteens Smokin' on roll-ups, strokin' on my
Put your hands up, bitch Put your hands up, hoe Put your hands, trick My back ain't dead, yeah My lip ain't swoll, yeah My head ain't bust, yeah My
, to come up here wit me So I can put 'em where they 'pose to be One at the head, one in the middle And one down by my feet, she keep ticklin' me Neighbors
in me if nobody else does And let it roll off just like the one And only feather of a dove's back, yeah, I said Petey doin' this, Petey doin' that I seen Petey
dick fall dead I'm just hopin, I can get a chance to poke it myself Yeah, for shizzle Mrs, Thizzle My pager number (877 for Petey Pizzle) [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Missy Elliott] My
Song in the World, All right! It was the best muthafuckin' song the greatest song in the world. [2-part skat] [Spoken] And the peculiar thing is this my
To place cross the face of my new runway International roller, while y'all still ridin' round local Crusin' through in somethin' chopped off at the roof Tearin' up my