Petey Pablo Lyrics - Diary Of A Sinner: 1st Entry - Petey Pablo

[Petey Pablo talking] 

To get with me, 2000 

Yo Pete, I think they ready for you 

Give y'all some of me 

YEAH! 

[Hook x2] 

Petey Pablo - Petey Pab 

Petey Pablo - Petey Pab 

Petey Pablo - Petey Pab 

Petey Pablo...Pablo...Pablo 

What's up witcha hot boys, hot girls 

Came in to see dogg didn't ya 'cause 

Uh-huh, love is love 

That's the reason I hold it down for y'all 

y'all muh'fuckas do the same for Pun 

But I'ma keep fuckin' with y'all 

Kick it like I been kickin' with y'all 

I owe it all to y'all 

y'all was the muh'fuckas that gave a goddamn 

Anything I got, nigga you can get half 

Word on my grandmama that passed 

You stay right by a nigga like me and you'll get blessed 

Ain't fuckin' with that, down 'cause of what I got 

That's how a nigga get sprung in the back part 

Muh'fucka fakin' the funk, and then a nigga get jumped on 

And they don't know where it come from 

Bet they do, punk-ass tell the truth 

Petey done what he said he'd do 

Came home where I'm at now, hit the road, I'm out 

Everytime I open my mouth ya hear "Dirty South" 

D-D-Dat's what I'm talkin' bout 

My muh'fuckin' name's been in an' out yo mouth 

My nigga, my neck uv da woods 

Give a shout out, North Carolina, in tha house 

Shit got a lot better, while I got a lot fedda 

House got a lot bigger, truck got a step betta 

Folks think I'm out of my mind 

I'm out of line a lot of times 

I don't give a fuck about guidelines 

Do what I want to do, when I want to do it 

You-you ain't like what I'm doin', you ain't got to 

I ain't mad at ya, but eventually 

You gon' find yourself callin' me 

[Hook x1 1/2] 

One of the realest said I came on his first joint 

Like how the niggaz on the second and third 

Runnin' the world, greatest, I ain't put it in words 

Jumpin' and settin' my muh'fuckin' top boy 

Representin' my crew, you know 

Ain't too many that put it down like I do 

North Cac-this, North Cac-that 

I'ma hit ya back to back wit that, muh'fuckin' hot shit 

y'all ready to get it (Yeah), ready to set it (Yeah) 

Headin' up in two headers, nineteen two-thousand shit is headed 

Pump the magnetic, apoletic, cosmetic 

Cosmotolic, just paramedic slash schizophrenic 

Energetic, you spaz in minutes and milliseconds 

PLay the wrong video-edit, do you like Puff did it 

Go to court get the charges acquitted 

Muh'fucka like O.J., muh'fucka like no wins 

Yeah, you know nigga like WHOA win 

Rah Digga video, Black Rob in the new "Down Atlanta" 

Me and Bus doin' interviews, slangin' wood around town 

Fuckin' two at a time, muh'fucka, that's all he ain't got some 

How you like the sound, Petey three sound 

Hip-hop, R&B and underground, here playa 

It's me this year, WHAT MY NAME IS 

[Hook x2 repeats "Petey" till end]