Stat Quo - Come See Me lyrics

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Stat Quo - Come See Me lyrics

[Smoke] I'm the cookie monster, from Seasame Street with big Yellow birds for sale you need chicks I keep bricks I'm the boss, They workin' I sit back and make calls Movin' keys I never seen like Stevie and Ray Charles Like bodybuilders, we move weight, from da weed to da yay Servin' more O'z than Omarion and B2K My birds don't got wings, I have to package 'em I wish they could fly, then I wouldn't have to traffik 'em That uncut base, they'll be back like Ma$e Take it to the kitchen, whip it, watch it come back like New edition Bricks... I got 'em lower than them, The n***a that sold it to you I sold it to the n***a that sold it to him [Hook: Smoke] Come and see me, if you want dat hard or dat blow I got 'em 16, half for 8, quarters for 4 Come and see me, if you want a block of dat D I never drought, I always got it homey holla at me Come and see me, if you wanna cop you a brick Just place an order, Hit me on my celly or on my hip Come and see me, if you wanna cop you a key Got what you want, got what you need, my n***a holla at me Come and see me.. [Stat Quo] Holla at 'em, birds bag 'em, move 'em, pa** 'em, in a wagon Down the strip, gotta have 'em, lanes nappin while we trappin Wonder how the come up happen folk, rappin, hammer blastin' Geek, monsters, plenty action, servin, working' Bread stackin' folk, Heroin, Exstacy, Purple, and Coke Got people that own boats, In Miami ya know One hit and you float, My workers never come up short They knowin it toat Don't gotta market and promote 'em, never broke So many J's, so many ways, so many hoods for me to slang, Mane! Wrappin' work is operation shoe string, Mane! I'ma tie up and lace the market wit dat Cane [Hook] [Smoke] We got sh** you stick in vein, brick of Cane Dubs, Dimes, to Nicks of Jane Ask my fiends da sh** you name it Ain't sh** that you can't get, cause we got it Blocks like Lego, white like Mayo Pills in all flavors come taste the rainbow I camp wit a *unit* of G's, *50* deep Wit *Bank* rolls of *Bucks* in *The Game* dealin' *Yayo* Got boy by the balloon, gallons of that sizzurp Got regiment, green and purp, got 16 years of bizzurb Erybody know me, so do like Dorthy Folow the yellow brick road, to the Wizard of O-Z [Hook]

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