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Local H All Right Oh Yeah

all-right all-right, oh yeah all-right i see you coming round again pushed aside and muscle in when everything is said and done its me it's only stupid me all-right

I'm jokin', but I be Foamed out And all she want is more bags, but all I want is more 1s I told her "Bring that money back" like all them racks is Nordstrom

I'm a Baby Gangsta down for that street funk, Stuntin' in a concert, take it to the fuckin' trunk Talkin' all that bullshit, talkin' all that shit on wax, Talkin' all

I'm a Baby Gangsta down for that street funk, Stuntin' in a concert, take it to the fuckin' trunk Talkin' all that bullshit, talkin' all that shit on wax, Talkin' all

local nigga You better play your position, before you come up missing Cause my niggaz put in work, and homie ain't no snitching Oh yeah did I mention, y'all

!" Well, it was all arranged by the Ladies Auxiliary in the downtown Convention Hall Cold Roast Beef, String Beans, Mashed Potatoes and nine boring speeches in all. And all