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petey pablo - 919 lyrics

[intro]
ohhhhh (north carolina)
on, top (y’all better come on)
harvest (y’all bettter come on!)
petey pablo (c’mon!)
abnormal, huhhh
[chorus]
9-1-9 motherf-ckerrrrr
(what!) 9 (what!) 1 (what!) 9 motherf-cker
9-1-9 motherf-cker
i’m representin nine, one, nine motherf-cker!
[petey pablo]
born and raised, precious year ’73
back then we knew how sh-t was gon’ be, motherf-cker!
what you know about this year, my neck of the woods
my n-gg- my hood, my god – they good to us carolina
love my liquor house, club, my big girl, my son a thug
my big, family with fifty-eleven cousins
ya heard? huhhhh, southern magnoila belle
no limit, ‘ouisiana, dungeon, a-t-l
it’s a chain here, we the nation jump on boats with a load
get this carolina show on the road
whodie i want billboards with my face all across the world
with a outline of my state n-gg-, puffin it up
y’all feelin us, to the point you sloshin sh-t out your cup
so the f-ck what, they playin a club cut ’bout us
slosh out the rest of us, ahhhh, feel the rhyme
holla motherf-ckin 9-1-9, uhhhhhh
[chorus – repeat 2x]
[petey pablo]
look at us baby, on our way to fortune and fame
your main man done f-cked around and got us a name
a motherf-cker don’t really want a train-train
but it still came and ain’t stop the thang, y’knowmsayin?
now we in the game, don’t know it now, oh you bound to bust down

oh it’s on now! i put my whole state through the door
ohhh lord, how you let them do that folk?
like i’m losin control, runnin motherf-ckers off the road, one-double-o
95 south ’til i get home, mannnn
the country had to come there, poppa i love home
and comin home, like i love my momma; pop the champagne partner
f-ck it, drink it straight out the bottle
f-ck work tomorrow, carolina havin a party
get drunk as you wanna, get what’ll get you tight
tonight is a n-gg- night, aight? n-gg- get right
now with all your might, holla like your best friend died
and his help number is 9-1-9, one time
[chorus – echoes at the end]
“the number you requested, area code 9-1-9,
will be automatically dialed…”
[petey pablo]
what, what!
the whole feelin of this 9-1-9 give you the type of
9-1-9 kind of get high
n-gg- this the code of the world (people)
you ain’t gotta be from the 9, just holla loud, spit the sh-t out
man they lovin the south, loved it before but even more now
later who wants a response from the crowd
look how my n-gg-z holdin it down
screamin like they sh-t here out (it is how!)
motherf-cker feel the power!
represent yo’ stompin ground
show ’em how it is at the house, y’all sold the f-ck out
all together now, please, i need you so wow
just the law n-gg-z turned it down, comin too loud
[chorus – repeat 2x]

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