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We gon' do it (we gotta stand by)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, twist it 'round yo' hand
Spin it like a helicopter
North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-huh, this one's for who?
Us, us, us
[Petey Pablo]
Who am I? Petey Pab motherfucker
The first to put it down for North Carolina
But guess what (what?), it's been worth it
I'ma superstar, bought me a big ol' car
Four point six (see the car!)
Black fifty-four from the front to back
and got a button in the middle, make the trunk go eh-eh
But it ain't 'bout that
It's about gettin whatchu gettin and drivin all back here
Big fella's, six fella's
Half of me and Carolina niggaz grown of y'all
Whole plain, Marsian hoe, green county, criminal, damn
Transfer, center rear, brown over here (green over here)
Pass the table, down on the, (?) Eastern (lemme think)
Johnson County, Franklin, Bourgon, Newport, Warrenshell to Kingsville
(make (?) Town) slower, triangle, goldberg
Halafax, Statesville
and all my niggaz doin right behind 'em
While this right here, right here, right here, right here
[Chorus]
[Petey Pablo overlapping Chorus]
Uhh, uh-huh, uh-huh, beat it, beat it
You remember them days y'all, we used to play y'all
The radio had put our own on partner song y'all
We used to (rep our city, rep our city!)
Runnin through the school halls
just before our basketball pep-rally jumped off (hah!)
My home, my house, my hood (hah!)
My brother, my sister, my cous' (hah!)
My niggaz that'll die from beginnin
Been wit me even 'fore I been knew the world
Ya bitches parent said it, now I gotcha starin at it
Would-a been the same ol' North Carolina, it's (?)ville
Y'all niggaz just gettin it, oh it's a shame isn't it?
Oh you thought we scared, would be comin home wit a whole lotta songs
We were bullshittin?
[Chorus]
[Petey Pablo]
Man I had to do it
just incase you were one of the ones who wanted to come and ask somethin stupid
(what you think you doin?) What it look like?
Puttin it down for my niggaz in the south side
North Carolina, South Carolina
and all the little kids in the cape towns
We gonna hit y'all asses, ain't nuttin but a P.D. blast
that we got comin atcha, (beat) slammin, (earth) classic
(go for this) What's happenin, platinum
(baby your gonna drop the bomb) And I don't meant to scare ya
But I'm about to bring it home
(?) hail these streets and N.C. out the water
Had the feelin there was motherfucker had to real
(call 'em) I told ya!
[Chorus]
More lyrics from Petey Pablo
.: Be Country
.: Blow Your Whistle
.: Boy's Bathroom
.: Come And See About Me
.: Diary Of A Sinner
.: Did You Miss Me
.: Didn't I
.: Didn't I?
.: Do Dat
.: Fool 4 Love
.: Fool For Love
.: Freek-A-Leek
.: Freek-A-Leek (Remix)
.: Freek-A-Leek Remix
.: Funroom
.: Get On Dis Motorcycle
.: I
.: I Swear
.: I Told Y'all
.: Intro
.: Jam Y'All
.: La Di Da Da Da
.: My Testimony
.: Part 2
.: Petey Pablo
.: Raise Up
.: Raise Up (All Cities Remix)
.: Raise Up (USA Flag Remix)
.: Roll Off
.: Show me the money
.: Stick 'Em Up
.: Test Of My Faith
.: Truth About Me
.: Vibrate
.: What You Know About It
.: Y'all Ain't Ready (Come On)
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