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Casual We Don T Get Down

get dough flip mo' ------? ------? -----? [Chorus] [x2] Eh we don't get down like dat Even though it might look or might sound like dat Nigga you can fuck around and get down

simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So we beat the bitch down

get you home Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks In the six drop boo and it don't stop See money lookin'

and done I got plans for you He said (gotta get you home tonight) [Chorus: Blackstreet] Oooooh baby (gotta get you home with me) Gotta get you home

that I'm something too Yeah, usually I don't get into all this battle rap shit And all that shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it

on 21st street, what You know how we loves When the weekend rolls around That's how we put it down Listen now, you were on your way to your car You don't

dawn to dusk If you see me saggin', don't say nothing It's just the way we bell When you see these chucks You know I don't give a fuck It's just the

doowutchyalike Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown It really doesn't matter, we can all get down And do what we like, yeah, and do what we

Yeah, now here we go Here we go, come on come on, now here we go Here we go, come on come on, yeah Stay strong this ain't for the faint hearted My name