Uh, Neptunes (Neptunes) Uh, Bow Wow, aka, The Don, The Dutch Fo´ show, Star Trak, collabo
[Chorus x2 - Bow Wow] They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch Ask the girl, man she know what´s up They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch (The Dutch) get out my face, homie don´t get smacked up
[Verse 1 - Bow Wow] When´s the last time ya seen, a MC so clean I do my thing, they do even think I´m sixteen I gotta couple of cribs, push a couple of cars I pull the Mazeratti out the garage That´s how I ride, I´m worldwide, international Say you better, whatever, don´t be irrational
See me passing you, why going ya lost Hit you at the light, and I´ma dust ya Porsche ´Cause I´ma dope MC, and I´m down by law Fremelay her on the way to New York To you MC´s, who jock my style You better freeze, ´fore I get hos-tile You wanna peice, but ya not like Bow As you can see, I´m much realer Was born to get on and preform, get scrilla The freshest of the fresh, the best, you know it
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[Verse 2 - Bow Wow] Everywhere I go, sold out shows So many chicks, all over the globe I got a GR plane, I fly it a lot Girls be on board, all over my jock
I kicks lotsa game, jewels galore On the scene, should I go Velour Some girl in Spain, by the name of Deja Chill wit Ming Ling, when I´m down in Asia Ain´t nobody, my same age Flow like I flow, when I gets on stage Number one hits, you know my style Y´all know how I get down I rock funky fresh gear, that´s what I´m about The Jordans, is brand new, but mines ain´t out I got braids, durag, a new white tee What I need what an eighty, when I rock minks