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Artist: Champ Bailey
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U C It
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U C It
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(feat. j. valentine)
U c it [x4]
[chorus:]
Scraper on dubs (u c it)
Going dummy in the club (u c it)
Switchin 4 lanes (u c it)
Imma boss in the game {in the game, in the game}(u c it)
[verse 1:]
Yea, in the bay, we dance a lil different,
Ridin on thangs, puffin on grymis,
U c it, naw we aint lossed this,
Still stay saucy, beats be the hardest,
Regardless, u already know,
Now u dont see how dumb bailey gone go,
For the fellas who gettin money and skirtin up the blocks,
To the breezies who get attention for twirkin it alot,
Big street, and i bush ya rhymes like rocks,
In the yay we go hard, motha fucka juss watch{juss watch}
U c it, catch a playa speedin,
Heavily seasoned, showin my gold ones gleamin,
Aint nobody gettin wit us, {i heard that}
Put me in arena or club,{turn that}
From the hills to tha flats, they keepin my g stacked,
Lookin where the freaks at,{freaks at} c that
[chorus: x2]
Scraper on dubs (u c it)
Going dummy in the club (u c it)
Switchin 4 lanes (u c it)
Imma boss in the game [in the game in the game](u c it)
[verse 2:]
Yall kno wut it do u c it
Howeva we move they move im leading
Well known fly hoe getter
All about my chedda square ass nigga
Hatin on a playa we boss up 4 lanes swanga
Pullin at the rump in the area meet danger
Now we going dumb in the club makin it crack
In fact after that u c the parkin lot packed
Buick chevrolets vans and cadilacs
3-twelves in the back u c thats slap
Yea its the area man
The realist unique place in america man,
Out of townas come around u can see us do alot
With our middle fingas up out the window like pac
U c it its a art where we from
Come on lets start go dumb-duh-dumb dumb
[chorus: x2]
Scraper on dubs (u c it)
Going dummy in the club (u c it)
Switchin 4 lanes (u c it)
Imma boss in the game {in the game in the game}(u c it)
Yadida naw dont stop move ya head like dis and hop
Go bailey right up out to moe gettin stewie wit the flow
You newy a blow accumilatin dough
Its nothin to a boss u c it
When i say that imma make it happen yea i mean it
Some of my g's own what wit they eyes gleamin
Leanin, and on my way to stardom please believe it
[chorus:]
Scraper on dubs (u c it)
Going dummy in the club (u c it)
Switchin 4 lanes (u c it)
Imma boss in the game {in the game in the game}(u c it)
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