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Remember the days when I was walkin' and talkin'
Doin' what I gotta do doin' what we wanna do
Off onto my walkathon missions why
Cause the brothers that I knew with the rides drove by
On the nice sunny days lookin' down the road
Seein' beautiful girls with the car loads
Yeah, yeah, yeah they were screamin'
Wish I had a little ride of my own
But since I don't, that's my sobb story
My missions will continue as I keep on stalkin'
My stamina was dyin' from the constant walkin'
Right before that moment, I began to call to my man Brittle
Who had a sunroof and all
I thought he would've noticed my dyin'
When I yelled his name, he yelled beep and kept drivin'
Now, in my heart there grew a big hole
Cause my little, little, little toe started rubbin' on my insole
It was a fidgety burn and then I said Wait, I got pride
It's time to get my own ride
I came up with a scheme and got paid
I had no other choice but goin' down with the trade
When I got my chance, bro, I got kinda stingy, yep
Cause I got my cherry Pathfinder
Now I'm feelin' good cause I'm off my feet
Men and little squalid dogs runnin' up on the street
And they're saying:
My name is Sharina My name is Busta
My name is Tonya My name is Busta
My name is Diana My name is Busta
Now, what do you take me for The little local pushover
No shame in my game cause that's how I got dissed
And when I return the favor, everybody gets pissed
And now I am the man feelin' all the glory
And when you ride's down and gone, just remember that

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I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
It's our sobb story, our sobb story

Verse 2: Charlie Brown
Red light, green light, 1, 2, 3
Here comes the hop along kid Charlie B
I'm constantly movin' with my walkman kickin'
My bunions are cryin', beefin', pleadin'
Please Please Get into the vehicle, I stopped at Davis Ave
Thinkin' I'd see a cool brother to give me a ride
Sorry Charlie was a common reply
I didn't forget about the girl in the Sidekick
The rub-a-dub system and the spoiler kit
She drive by with the posse, ooh-ah, ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Hey Charlie Brown, where's your car
Well, I haven't purchased it yet
The smoke from the rubber burned up to my neck
Girls with Gucci and their friends with Fendi
Won't allow a walker to get friendly
Just a beep-beep and occasional wave
The tables turn, now she got played
Lunch time, Marty and Dion
Johnny Juice, Giggles, Troy and Dequan
Sittin' and waitin' for a ride to Mickey D's
I snack by the crackerjack just to relieve
Stress, it's a mess, I decided to work
But its hard to work when your boss is a jerk
I swept floors and strived to get mine
My amigos with Dinco D, Milo and Busta Rhymes
Rag top, kickbox, yellow and brown
Who's the clown Remember that...

Hook

Verse 3: Dinco D
Now, I remember Rob when he first got his Saab
Didn't have a job and his car was a mob
Of brothers he never knew from jack
And when his car went flat they wouldn't jack
And when his car was in the shop, they wouldn't stop by
To even say Hi, on the reply
But back came Rob to the same old gang
Hey, yo, what's up Do y'all wanna hang
Yeah, sure they say on the quick-fast
By the way, anybody got money for gas
Nah, not me, I don't, don't ask
I got it, come on watch out We're gonna crash
But wait, now Rob just walkin' like me
The D-to-the-O, in the middle I-N-C
And some say envy, I say On empty
And now he just walkin' my sobb story

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