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petey pablo – push it away lyrics

[intro]

[hook: petey pablo]
i use to wanna be on soul train
till i got up on soul train
and found out soul train
was nothing like a soul train
now i wanna push it away

i use to wanna be a rap singer
till i started rap singing
and found out rap singing
was nothing like rap singing
now i wanna push it away

[verse 1: wes cyphers]
we in the place where cat’s yacking, busting for a fat sack
your gat’s packed, they hitting back
spitting, you ain’t getting that
i’m coming close to any flow that i kick
i’m throwing, ? petey got me on tape boning your b-tch
i’m so sick, hit the b-tton and get the buzz and hit the club
mr. martin the dirty rotten scoundrel that you wish you was
it’s still cypher, i ? and c-ck them steel pipes
ya’ feel cyph
knock your block off then ????
oh sh-t, he done “done” it again
my mouth is fully loaded like this gun burning my lead
turning your heads, like finding out your girl is “les”
and cyph got the b-tch in the bed, spreading leg’s giving me head
i rock with petey, b-tch
cause when i rock with petey
petey got me on that verbalist sh-t
this murderous pen, ??????
a full course meal with ?????
deserving you end
son, the way you swerving the benz
let me catch you outside and curb stomp you and your man’s
f-ck pretend, ’round her son it’s real now
it’s real now
motherf-cker i said it’s real now
so cut the bullsh-t
f-ck it you ain’t fooling sh-t
f-ggots, when you see us
start sh-tting while you growing spit
and who the h-ll is you to charge and lean
when we the illest motherf-ckers rocking, step in the game
right through the door
put your hair right on the
floor

the same way i put nine inches through the -ss of your wh0r-
p-ssion is raw
even though i smash on your jaw
we laughing at y’all
y’all p-ssies, f-ck blasting at y’all

[hook]
i use to wanna be on soul train
till i got up on soul train
and found out soul train
was nothing like a soul train
now i wanna push it away

[skit]

[verse 2: petey pablo]
i use to wonder why my folk be sipping syrup, and syr-syrup
like aunt jemima syrup, and nope
that ain’t the same kinda syrup
i’m mean, when i finally hit me some syrup
found out why they were sipping on syrup
um, earl
i earled right in front of a girl
she was a pretty girl, not just any girl
i was trying to get with the girl
and show the girl i’m the sh-t that i was
up, f-ck it, f-ck her
kick her to the curb
on to the next b-tch
she ain’t see me earl
guess i still got my reputation with her
come on chick
before my stomach start b-burbelling and i have to earl again
anyway yep, back to the subject
in here f-cking with shane, wes cyphers, ?
using up fifty-five track
three o’clock, the session over
we gonna have to leave out in here
simon told butch, keep his eyes on that
sh-t, i ain’t scared
i ain’t leaving here
until i’m good and godd-mn ready
and i don’t i think i’m godd-mn ready
man, i’m steady
coming up with more hot sh-t, the longer i stay in this b-tch
so how y’all gonna f-ck up that
man, leave me alone
let me stay where the f-ck i’m at
ain’t nothing but some money
what’s money, f-ck money
ain’t nothing but some paper with some godd-mn dead motherf-ckers on it
can’t take it with ya’ when they put ya’ in the hole
and throw the godd-mn dirt all over ya’

[hook]

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