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(Oh, shit! What up Chino Dolla?)
New Joc City, (Here it is, Block..?..)

alright).
I
The next 'round on you nigga, (Alright) hah-hah.
Now what I want ya
Take that shit to the muthafuckin

[Chorus]
This ballers zone, J
Im on dat Patron, so get like me [X2]

Er-er
Niggas throw dey deuces er

[?]
C
When the top drop, rock the platinum Cardier.
Got that Microsoft, so they call me Bill Gates.
Ice links around my neck, lookin like I build gates.
I
Pockets so swoll lookin like they got the mumps
Im 'bout my change, gotta get the riches.
From the look of thangs y'all gettin JCPenny's
Pass dat Patron, the limes right therre
Rock wit it lean wit it, in my night gear
Wink my eye at cha bitch, now wishing now she could touch.
See the J's on my feet and she love the diamond cut
Fresh to death, everyday, like I jumped up outta caskets.
Ask Chino Dolla about that dope boi magic.
Connected like apartments, keep one in the cartridge.
Chevy seats ostrich, name in the carpet.

[Chorus]

[Yung Joc]
I mix Patron and ever glow, I call it antifreeze.
Take one sip a drop off to her knees.
Mista V.I.P, get like me. Ice piece on white beat

nightstick.
My swag so mean, anger management.
You call it what you want, I
These niggas wanna hate, godammit we can handle it.
Mad 'cause I got juice, call me Tropicana bitch.
Joc feel good. Joc buy the bar.
Catch me in the hood pimp, roll another 'gar
I plead to the Judge, I'm guilty of the charge
Imma balla-holic, can't help it I'm a star
You see the yellow ice, you holla oh my gawd
Tynna guess the price,

[Chorus]

[?]
Er
Yea I get money and I let my nutts hang.
Pull up to curb, cut it to the left.
My rims sittin til I damn near need steps
I just see what I want, then I go get it.
The apple jelly Chevy with peanut butter in it.
So goin get mad, pimp keep it cool
I hang with them goons and the boys keep them tools.
I hustle all day, thas just how I live,
Stackin
Check the dictionary for a P.I.M.P,
When you look it up partna, tell me who ya see?
Young J - O - C yea thas me.
Twenty-eight G's on my feet, 23's

[Chorus (X2)]

Im on dat patron,
So gon on dat Patron, so gon on dat Patron, so get like me.

me.
Get like me, get like me,
So gon on dat Patron, get like me



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