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I Told Y'all - Petey Pablo & Rasheeda

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@Tilde
552
20 Sec

I Told Y'all - song lyrics

Petey Pablo

I told y'all
(I told y'all)
Everybody happen y'all wouldn't listen to me
(I told y'all)
Now you see it poppin' off, got you in the club dancing your ass off
(I told y'all)
Break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
Break it down, break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
(I told y'all)
Break it down for me
(For me)

If y'all ready get your lighter put your fire in the air
I'm bout to blow this up
(Oh yeah)
Its a it's a on now
Petey Pab done and graduated
Broke a loose, shook em' off
Twisted the game
Train comin'

Full speed
Ain't nuthin' stopin' this muthafucker
Puttin' it down for my home town
(Ti-ti-train)
For my home town
(My niggas keep picking me up)
I got em' rockin' at the show
All y'all muthafuckers stompin' on the floor
(Boom, boom)
Losing control
(Eyes closed)

Hands up
(Bobbin' the dome)
And you can call it what ya wanna if ya wanna
But you better keep your eyes on it
I'd a told ya over and over
I don't feel like talking no more
It's about to go down
(Yeah like I told ya)

I told y'all
(I told y'all)
Everybody happen y'all wouldn't listen to me
(I told y'all)
Now you see it poppin' off, got you in the club dancing your ass off
(I told y'all)
Break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
Break it down, break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
(I told y'all)
Break it down for me
(For me)

Move ova makin' em' diesel
(Fuled up)
Jesus
Clear the road, block it off, hold it back, make a path
(I'm a creeper)
Carolina's street sweeper
My brother keep her, you better believe her
Good as a bag of Afghanastan reefa
I can't fuck with me and y'all can't either

To hear me rock you need bulletproof speakers
(My impact)
It'll kill 79 people
The levels start jumping on the meter
(The sparks)
Then start shootin' out the speaker
The DJ ju-just can't catch the needle
Clubs call it fever for the flavor of the Petey

I told y'all
(I told y'all)
Everybody happen y'all wouldn't listen to me
(I told y'all)
Now you see it poppin' off, got you in the club dancing your ass off
(I told y'all)
Break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
Break it down, break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
(I told y'all)
Break it down for me
(For me)

When they ask me where I'm from I say Greenville and Raleigh
Durham, Chapel Hill, Greensboro
Charlotte
Fayetville, Rocky Mount
And Tarboro
Pine top, Lil Washington
Arm ville
New bern
Kinston, Snow Hill
Falkland
Please don't get me started
I can call em' out till tomorrow
Carolina list alone is 16 bars
I'm a make a row call, calling out, all out

(Timbaland)
Please report to the office
You can't miss kickoff, watching these niggas get there shit off
Sending a adrenaline rush
Through the whole park
Dusk to dawn, from club to the barn
From port to port from yard to yard
I'd a brought from the far beyond
Stated claim, gutta name, got it painted and framed
(Mutherfucker I told y'all)

I told y'all
(I told y'all)
Everybody happen y'all wouldn't listen to me
(I told y'all)
Now you see it poppin' off, got you in the club dancing your ass off
(I told y'all)
Break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
Break it down, break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
(I told y'all)
Break it down for me
(For me)

I told y'all
(I told y'all)
Everybody happen y'all wouldn't listen to me
(I told y'all)
Now you see it poppin' off, got you in the club dancing your ass off
(I told y'all)
Break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
Break it down, break it down, break it down for me
(For me)
(I told y'all)
Break it down for me
(For me)

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@Daria
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@Mason
103
You said No I heard hello Get away from me I heard come closer Leave my house I came the next day in I don't love you I missed the Don't Settle down with you I can't no more I missed the days with you That's what I got Now am standing betrayed By the lies that I told me Now am hoping that I Write my wrongs Now am standing betrayed By the lies that I told me Now am hoping that I Write my wrongs Gonna brace myself Put on happy face
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((Petey)) Man holla at ya dog Petey Petey hey yall hey yall Carolina bird dog, still got my shirt off Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing to Burgaw Still rockin' with T-T-Timbaland uh-uh uh-uh I got a different role, different stroll Impose, every nigga in here tryin' best to fuck with Petey hoes I got em by the boat load, dark skin to pink-toes Li'l bitty to big hoe, nineteen to forty-fo' I got some 1965 pantyhose Still in the plastic bag now tell me I ain't a macaroni Jerome Jerome to Don Corleone Petey Petey the pussy beater I suck em, fuck em, send em home I gets my thug on, weekends I get me club on, we been So many hotels boy I ought to buy my own Petey-ott, Petey swiss, Petey inn, Petey I (Petey I) MAN WE DID IT AGAIN ((Chorus)) I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them girls Got them thangs Got them guns Got them stunts uh, I said I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them girls Got them thangs Got them guns Got them stunts uh, I said I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them girls Got them thangs Got them stunts uh, I said I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them thangs Got them guns Got them stunts uh, ((Petey)) P-P-Pardon me dog Its the gitchie from the gitchie bar Its really a tittie bar but I ain't got no license for it I got the what they want Plenty H, plenty O Plenty guns, plenty bows Muthafucka chew ya road You ain't never seen this before But when this shit drop, all she wrote International playa (yay ah) D-D-Deah ya go All they want is that Timbaland and Petey Pablo Now watch me ball, da-dunna-dunna Rims spinnin', 20's on all the cars, da-dunna-dunna Every time we hit em they different broads, da-dunna-dunna Now yall ain't ready I'm the jumping in the Jumping Jack Flash You don't hear the way ya disc jumpin' across the track Nigga I'm a jumpin' ass Fist stomp I know you mad But ain't too much you can do bout that Cause I'll make em stop the track Tighten my belt and whoop y'all ass Y'all niggas gon' understand why niggas don't wanna drop shit this year Five and five equals ten Petey Pab Timbaland is all it is ((Chorus)) ((Petey)) I'm the quicker picker-upper Crazy soda can crusher River, rock path, mobile home Country muthafucka Rep the dirty like a car commercial You ain't heard it pitch Like the smell in the pasture, I'm the Cacky-lacky shit Tr-Tr-Trash talkin' som'bitch Trust me man I ain't the one to get mad at Petey Pab got a bag of vats And a gat if it come to that So nigga-nigga don't act like that, playin' Get a nigga smacked like that, I'm sayin' Get a nigga wig pushed back, DAMN Timbaland where ya at ((Timbaland)) In a 18-wheeler blowin' my horn-horn Granddad in the field pickin beans and corn-corn Mama never saw that a star was born-born Mama said star go mow that lawn-lawn I said its hot as hell a nigga need some lemonade Bump it its 2000 a nigga needs some Minute Maid Go head and act up get cut with this switch blade Nigga you better pay attention what the hook say Aah ((Chorus))
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