Did You Miss Me Lyrics - Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry - Petey Pablo

Oh yeah 

Birdman 

Prrrrrrr 

Yeah 

North Carceezy! 

Oh yeah 

Cash Money ha 

Yeah 

Get the money baby 

Get this money baby 

TQueezy! 

It's Birdman baby 

Freezy you did the damn thing boy 

[Petey Pablo comes in] 

Yeah 

Oh yeah 

Oh yeah 

Oh yeah 

Oh yeah 

Holla at ya boy, Birdman! 

Prrrrrrrrrr 

Oh yeah 

Uh huh 

[Baby] 

Ay ay 

See I came around early 

It was me and Ms Birdy 

It ain't nothing to a pimp 

It ain't nothing to a baller 

Worldwide hustling known shot caller 

[TQ] 

Yeah yeah 

When I came through dippin' 

In the Bird Benz 

With the Birdman and some Bird friends 

I got big wheels 

And every time I'm in the club it's a big deal 

[Baby] 

Mama on everything (oh yeah) 

God bless the day and the 20 inches 

Came around the corner with the slab on rags (alright) 

Think about my dad and the shit we had 

[TQ] 

Ooh Lord, I remember yesterday 

Trippin' hittin switches in a white on white tray 

Caught a Bird with the Bird the very next day 

Down to Carolina where is Petey 

[Petey Pablo] 

I tried to tell ya'll 

It about to happen 

Ayo Baby 

How we're gonna have the Birdman and the Helicopter 

Man on the same track 

Yo Mannie, you cut the fool on this track 

TQ, I see you boy 

You out from West Coast to New Orleans and North 

Carolina 

Give a fuck what them New Orlean do 

You know how I do 

Mashin on 22's 

I got a caddy to it 

And a jag and a Benz and a corvette 

Just like baseball ?bit? 

I'm on deck ballin cat 

All ya'll should call me that 

Took mine, dip mine 

Trippled the stack 

Who's fucking with that 

Carolina, Cash Money 

Man, Mannie what you do to this track 

TQ, Bird, Petey on the same jam 

I'll be GOD DAMNed! It's on now! 

And I don't expect you to understand 

And this is for grown man 

You standing on some dangerous land 

And this time I got a master plan 

I got a man with papers to handle the pistols 

So I don't have to tj-tj-tj-tj 

I done had it up to here with this shit 

Take this track to the label 

Here's your single bitch! 

[Petey Pablo (Baby)] 

(Petey Pablo baby!) ?all the time, boy 

(Birdman!) 

(Cash Money number 1!) You know ? 

(C'mon) see'mon 

(Mannie Freezy!) Show em how to do the time, Baby 

(Prrrrr) Birdman, Helicopter Man, oh 

Boy is crazy, boy 

North Carolina to New Orleans, baby 

[Petey Pablo] 

We got some questions of my home town 

While I was gone working on this album 

Racking my brain going through all types of problems 

'Cause the world would never get passed the first 

Single I dropped 

The whole album was hot 

Bottom to the top 

And this time I'm giving ya'll a whole enchilada 

Rappin hard I went back to the drawing board 

Got me a sharper sword 

Jumped on the right horse 

Good Lord! 

It ain't a game anymore 

It's a rain forrest of wack shit and I don't want no 

Part to it 

I done built me a fort I'm prepared for it 

If the boat do sink, dawg, I won't on it 

I was on the damn flight to New Orleans 

And do a song with Souljah from Magnolia 

Holla if you hear me 

And I ain't dis, trip, flip script on none of my 

Homies 

It's Carolina till I die, whody! 

[Petey Pablo (Baby)] 

Yeah! 

What ya'll gotta say about that there 

Birdman 

You better told em (Petey Pablo, baby!) 

I told em (Petey Queezy be!) 

Oh Lord (North Carceezy and ?Bird Beezy?, baby) 

(NO and NC, baby) 

(We doin it real real real big) 

(So so so fly) 

[TQ] 

We fly, Baby 

We fly