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[Hook: Akon] I See you in the corner peepin slowly Just keep in mind that I'm not your homie I Keep it tucked in my pants That's why I don't dance When you see my I be boppin slowly What? Like This Like What? Like This Like What? When you see my I be boppin slowly What? Like This Like What? Like This Like What? When you see my I be boppin slowly [Verse 1: Dolla] Ey I don't dance (nah) I don't lean (nah) I Don't rock I'mma gangsta Ya mean Burner in my pants send you closer to your dreams Posted in the stance ey fitted on lean I Got them hoes in a trance like "Damn who is He?" Young country nigga gettin' money by the G's You don't know me, Atlantas best kept secret Way more flyer than that nigga that you sleep with Look at my tayer make this shit look easy Stay out my snicks, (ey) These ain't cheap (no) Shoes that I buy broke niggas gotta lease In the club with the goons make room for some g's Bottom fitted (yep), Dolla do his thing (yep) Same old 2 step, throwin up my set Blue rag to the left, Pants hanging off my ass In the middle of the club talkin shit throwin cash [Verse 2: Dolla] Ey, I'm the man, (Yep), I'm the man (Yep) Boppin left to right see the giant swang Ya'll know the name, they call me Dolla Dolla In the club poppin' bottles posted up with a model Niggas think we hit the lotto Hollows and a toasta Keep it on my hip always safety in the holster Homicide soldiers, ya'll can't approach us All my niggas with it, knock your head off your shoulders Homie move over, I see you niggas peepin But look too long and you might start leakin Niggas get to reachin' you niggas get to bleedin Couple rounds of fire, mothafuckers get to leavin Nutty like seaman, Dolla have you leanin Hatin' ass niggas see the young boy gleaming This is my city (yep) This is my turf (yep) Stand up nigga now you dick in the dirt, yes sir [Verse 3: Dolla] Ey, She a Groupie (Ye), She a Groupie (Ye) Hit the telly with the bitch cus she choosie You can't out do me, Dolla too fresh Lookin like a million bucks what the fuck you expect? You can't digest a nigga like this (no) 50 thousten orange layin on my chest I Bang my set: G.A.N.G Ain't a nigga in the city do it quiet like me In a fresh white T, boss nigga of the A Walk right through the line, homeboy I don't pay Everybody my birthday, Nigga what you know about it Nina serfina on my hip cus I don't go without it It's over crowded when I'm in it cus the whole hood with me I Ain't leavin til it's over and the whole club empty Do it like it's 99 all the damn time In the middle of the flow drinkin' liquor blowin pines