Pick Of The Litter Lyrics by Lil' Bow Wow

Pick Of The Litter Lyrics

    [ROC]
    Here we do it like 1 and 2 and 3 and to the 4 R to the O to the C's
    is at the doe Cruise make a move get clapped on up So so
    def thats wassup So give me the microphone first (Why)
    cuz I know what the hell i'm bout I been down in the dirty c/l in out
    Throw my roof in my trunk when i'm bellin out Gettin crunk (jersey)
    when i'm yellin out Weavin overseas and plushed out piece
    Crushed out the parts, TV's and cars I rock blockedindal
    and block crocadile I got so much style Sittin confy, I know that
    every chicks wants me
    Deep dish, Six body wider
    than a humbee Slump chumps, leave em numbered in the junkee
    Chain so chunkie i'm funkee

    [chorus]
    (I don't know about ya'll ova there but here we crunk
    and we ready I'm the Roc dippin
    leanin meanin T I G ah crushin up contendah I'm lil Weezy
    to the yippie yo yippie hands down I don't belive nobody can't do
    nothing wit me and i don't know about yall ova there
    but ova here here we crunk and we ready)

    [lilbowwow]
    Now here's what i want ya'll to do for me
    Clap with this little rap killa little homie
    Got all the girls not knowin how to
    act I'm so nice here i so clear
    Look at when i'm up to bat you betta get back
    It's all mine and you know where i'm from
    Easthaven baby ain't no playin we up in this
    For the long run yall don't want none
    I'm the #1 most wanted on your christmas
    list I'm bow wow to the yippie yo yippie hands down
    i don't belive nobody can't do nothimg wit me I'm to spiffy
    Stay new at the feetI got all the suburbon nerds
    and kids in the street wit me
    Crowd around and bare witness
    As i do it so real so far i just gotta be the best
    You think so, but i now so cuz
    Thats the only way to get down at the def oh

    [chorus]

    [TIGAH]
    I went from a deal of doe to tuk tale lords
    To the first one on the block wit some buck gators
    Rock them papers
    Need i say more (yeah)
    Well holla at me when you see on the streets
    Or it's the chocalate don
    And where i'm from they put diamonds on
    fingers and watches on arms and if u look for the green
    then tasha got some so fresh so clean
    Ya'll don't want none, I'm sharp as a tack
    And if you happen to miss me dog
    Told ya'll i be back maken the player haters say (ahhh)
    and i'm still close for comfort
    And i took one nine like Kishawn Johnson who the baller me
    I look forward to every quater Convertible shift kit
    if she look i'm a call her ova to the chevy
    dipped in greenery I'm 38 hotter bustin out the scenery ok

    [chorus]

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