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La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la [Chorus] [3x in the background] La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la We be like They be like And everybody's feelin' right singin' They singin' We singin' That's how we do it all night like Get 'em like Feelin' like And ain't a damn thing wrong baby Stagga Lee and we up in the zone Got the keys to the crib And ain't nobody home [Verse 1] Well I'm a sixteen spitter (um hum) Mr. team hitter spleen splitter with a dream Flip a scene green getter get 'em Out in the streets with the 19" spinnin' me Grinning because every single man on my team is winnin' We sittin' in your trees reachin' up to the sky singin' (La la la la la la la la la la la) Yo, hey yo, we rock illa killa Scratched off the serial Brothers sayin' Stagga still ain't on that's a miracle Fuck chicks in the sixes with their name on the leash Whole reason why I speak on them beats freak on a leash Ya, Stag cool like cotton clothes when I droppin' flows Bros want me to stop and pose when I shop for clothes And yo, I be lovin' it, just look in my eye, I feel like (La la la la la la la la la la la) Cars bumpin', CD pumpin' on your block in the summer Showin' love for Stag we can get high if you wanna We singin' [Chorus] [3x in the background] La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la We be like They be like And everybody's feelin' right singin' They singin' We singin' That's how we do it all night like Get 'em like Feelin' like And ain't damn thing wrong baby Stagga Lee and we up in the zone Got the keys to the crib And ain't nobody home [Verse 2] We can get the rims spinnin' And your team winnin' And your chick screenin' just like me We can pull an all nighter I got my own driver We can leave but your man might see This for the fly hunnies with their own money You just might meet a man like me We can get the spot droppin' There will be no stoppin' when you rollin' wit MVP [Verse 3] We I roll up they be like (um hum) What you doin' pa Brothers be like how you doing bra when I'm cruisin' by Whenever I'm feelin' lovely I thank the Lord above me And I be like (la la la la la) And then we crackin' bubbly You see me at the bar sittin' with the fine women Sippin' on that white wine grinnin' while my time tickin' I think that every girl got a little dime in 'em Got a little der and shine in 'em. Take your time get 'em (La La La La La) Means they all wrapped in it Maxin out da cards wit the all plat limit Built my whole world from nada girls we gotta a lotta that probably wanna be my baby's mama, Cause I'ma fresh kid hot and got a lot invested, every lyric I drop ghetto block tested I wreck cd and cassette decks reckless leave off the last "s" for skills I practiced. [3x in the background] La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la Singin' They feelin' And sayin' You gotta turn it up loud like. Pumpin' like Bumpin' like I'm 'bout to hit 'em right now wit da A little Some of dat I got 'em singin' my song baby Stagga Lee and I'm up in the zone Got the keys to the crib and ain't nobody home They feelin' And sayin' You gotta turn it up loud like. Pumpin' like Bumpin' like I'm 'bout to hit 'em right now wit da A little Some of dat I got 'em singin' my song baby Stagga Lee and I'm up in the zone Got the keys to the crib and ain't nobody home  More City High Song Lyrics
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