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Po` White Trash and The Trailer Park Sym - Po` Punch

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Pocket Change, Pocket Change and So So Def Collabo
It`s that dunky, not you man, Lil` Jon, East Side Boyz

[Hook]
I bet you loc man, bet you smoke man
Bet you choke man, bet ya girls I bang
Bet you can`t hang
Our po` punch ain`t nothin` but a gang and grain
I come to buy the fade of lemonade and sugar cane

I bet you drink man, bet you stink man
Bet you lie man, bet you high man
Bet you fried man
Our po` punch ain`t nothin` but a gang and grain
I come to buy the fade of lemonade and sugar cane

[Verse 1]
I came from clackey-lackey to the coasts of Hollywood, California
I smell pneumonia, the music biz is gonna own ya
Hesitation tried to loan it, tried to bone ya
It`s a crime I had to sign, new place and time
I had to write my little life on the dotted line
No whisper can mistake Lil` Bubba, I hear yo evil
I see yo evil, I speak yo evil
No evil, a weeble wobble, a weeble wobble
Bobble, bobble in ya upper Adam did flop down
I got the 40 of Ides and the Zima
Craig ain`t thinkin` sinkin` thinkin`
Of takin` two sips of this honkey malt liquor
I send all the dodgers just to make it a Babe Ruth
Lay off the snooze, no time to choose
Tippin` back a few, catch a dew, then catch the booze-cooze
Absolut is the boos, cousin Citron is a choss
Skies wide, fly when I`m lost in that sauce

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I tend to the album, every hour hear it on the news
Ya comin` back whack, recognize that you through
Ya minute made compared to me and tossin` eatin` peaty
The explanation highly been for false is drippin` Chinely
Port to shore to shorty comin` back, Lordy pass the forty
Bad enough to trip and uh, I`m swingin` fast
I break this mirror in half, and shove it up your ass
If you a flea be a flea
Uh swimming in the sea
You talkin` about my bag of forty back to eternity
Drinkin` my drink in the morning like Mo, Hen, and Chiney
Fast to understand a lyrical blast, can you see me
I fake the shake to the bucket but it ain`t Batman
I`m Robin J and you luscious and Vegas scams
And one and under white trash
And listen to my information
It`ll make your blood sludge and tell ya bout cremation
I drank 24 puke 12 and drink some more

[Hook]

[Ad-libs to fade]

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