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shawty lo - dey know (dirty south remix) lyrics

(feat. lil wayne, ludacris, plies, young jeezy)

[verse 1: shawty lo]
yeah
shawty lo and the big cats
yeah
it’s the remix so bring your top hat (eh)
what you talking about?
it’s l-o
i rap now it’s rap skizzo
thirty bands… for schizo
eight b-lls same price as the kilo
i’m a boss
handle my b-i
and i got them same kinda guns like t.i.
see i’ve been that way since knee high
real dope boys so you know i trap or dizzi
no lizzi
i’m hizzi
like kells i believe i can flizzi
and yeah i’ll see you later
big up’s… to all my haters!

[verse 2: ludacris]
guard your woman dawg or i’ll take her
you’ll hear her scream from college park to decatur
i was a snotty nose with no paper
now my crib sitting on 22 acres (woooo)
get it right fool i get money (yep)
if you think ludas not filthy you’re a dummy (yep)
i was allergic to the roof on the cutty
so i took the top off like a playboy bunny (what’s up pops?)
catch me pimping in a robe and some slippers (oh)
riding down 85 while i’m stuttin on my gixer
mouth full of swishers or riding with your sister (wooo)
and six david beckham’s or a trunk full of kickers (hahaha)
take a picture of the mister it’ll last long
and these haters get stretched out like a bad thong
so partner mash on or get mashed up
think you can f-ck with luda then put a million of your cash up (hi)

[chorus: x4]
l o l o they know they know

[verse 3: young jeezy]
i’m in my cool whip insides jello
hop up out that pretty motherf-cker like h-llo (h-llo) h-llo
ladies how you doing
that n-gg- crazy girl don’t say nothing 2 ’em (haha)
they know they know got white low low
rob who? take what? [gun c-cks] h-llo
they know i give a f-ck about them haters (nope)
young j-zzle been getting paper (yeah)
granite? wheels on the coup like savors
hit the club with 20 brawdz like flavor
i’m on the top floor (floor) no neighbors
who u kidding i get my 87’s tailored

[verse 4: plies]
went from two ounces to a maserati
first rap check bought choppers for everybody
before they know what’s under my shirt the glock 40
get 25 a show next month i want 40
born a real n-gg- but i die a goon
just bought a new choppa gonna use it real soon
got the streets on lock homie i can’t lose
put me anywhere i’m the realest n-gg- in the room (believe me)
take a look at me i’m what you call street approved
got a lot haters but even more tools
i play dumb homie but never been a fool
cut my dog off i heard he snitching too (ha)

[chorus: x4]
l o l o they know they know

[verse 5: lil’ wayne]
(ha)
now what i look like
and if it ain’t money then i don’t look right
and that don’t sound right
i swear you can get a full clip not a sound bit
su-wu gang and if you ain’t with it then you in the food chain
i’m in that wide body i’m a need two lanes
blue seats white paint wetter than new rain
like a white person with blue veins
i keep a black glock red dot blue flame
feet hanging out the window jock my shoe game
’cause all my kicks fly like lu kang
old player new game
i’m focused i’m thinking like i got two brains
i’m in my prime i feel like a new wayne
how come there is two women but ain’t no two waynes
i don’t know what you do but i do thangs
it’s mr. every time you see me got a new chain
my flow crazy i ain’t too sane
but i am thee sh-t & they just p–p stain

[chorus: x4]
l o l o they know they know

shawty lo man…

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