Chicks barely dancin', glancin' every chance they get
Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row
Chi Town go gettin' pimps, we mobsters
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I seen MTV, I know who you are
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Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga, uhh, uhh uhh
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For those that think Hov' fingers bling blingin'
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
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I turn a 8 to an ounce to a whole ki to the R.O.C.
Large amounts till it's hard to count
Just point out the bounce
Runnin' my mouth, that shit kept lingerin'
Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me cock star
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Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
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Everybody dupin' the flow, you see 'em, everybody loopin' up soul
Then I walk through the hood where they up to no good
And show you how to get this dough in
And bein' I'm about my business, not minglin' much
Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga, uhh, I got y'all
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And I don't play 'cause I'm from Chicago
Just point out the bounce, yeah
Show you how to get this dough in
Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga
I did take over the game, brought back the soul
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Yes, just point out the bounce, nigga
It's like you tryin' to make "The Blueprint 2" before Hov'
Young Hov' the King, yeah
And show you how to get this dough in
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Even haven't heard the album or they don't know English
Ask me, "Rey Rey, is that yo' car?"
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Platinum to go, yeah that's the flow
Can't one nigga get it back no rap
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Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom
They only know what the single is and singled that out
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden
See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby
Timbo the King nigga, uhh, yeah, uhh
Like, oh shit, he's so handsome
Now it's a whole museum of Hov' MC'ers
Business mind of a Ross Perot but never lost my soul
To the crew, we're rated R
I turn a 8 to an ounce, to a whole ki to the R.O.C.
Large amounts till it's hard to count
Ya, listen
Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!"
The album width to keep the registers ringin'
You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas?
I'm like a bloke from London, England, jeah, you jinglin' baby
Timbo the King nigga, uhh, yeah, uhh
Got tracks to go, got plaques that's gold
Yeah, that's how I feel, to be down, you must appeal
All I know I gots the flow
Timbo King, yeah
So September 11 marks the era forever of a revolutionary Che Guevara
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Slangin' them O's like a real O.G. should
Large amounts till it's hard to count
Still in demand in the longest run standin'
To be the meaning of what he is about
Timbo the King nigga, uhh
Shout out to Just Bleezy and Kanyeezy
See how we adjusted the game so easy
O.C., O.G., Bobby Johnson's son
I turn a 8 to an ounce, to a whole ki to the R.O.C.
Young Hov's goin to Canton, I'm now eligible
Oh, he's good, no he would never sell out he's still so young
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Billboard pop star, neighborhood block star
But no dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinklin'
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