Bow Wow feat. Lil' Scrappy, Lil Wayne and Pimp C Lyrics
"4 Corners"

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intro
Question????
What y'all know about swangers on slab
30's on a Hummer wit the butterfly doors
Lucky Charm teeth, lack on them D's
Chevy sittin high, iced out e'rythang
Stacks on deck, no bank
What y'all know about 5 of the hottest ni##as in the game
Bow Wow, Short Dawg, Scrappy
The boy Lil' Wayne, the homie Pimp C
We got a little story to tell y'all 'bout where we come from

I come from where a Chevy with a trunk
Full of bump is all that's wanted
And the year don't matter long as you
Throw some, throw some D's on it
Mouth cost more than yo house
House on 10 acres
And the inside so fly ni##as call me Jim Baker
From Ohio to Texas, we so infectious
ATL to STL it's gon be hard to catch us
I'm talkin' 'bout bills sippin' on bar
Drinkin' Crunk, living like there's no tomorrow
See out-of-towners can't understand
'Coz I cut all my words short
Poppin' Texas, mandatory, Saturday at the mall
Hoods ain't hoods, they called wars and zones
Cart choppas an when it's on, it's on
See the kids can't live without it,
Ain't nothin you can do about it
Learn how to bounce or get out it
Hear me out
Said the kids can't live without it,
Ain't nothin you can do about it
Learn how to bounce or get out it
Now answer me this

Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise

The boy counrty like overalls you know that dawg
Catch me in the slab, the same color as Bubu's rust
Cruisin' up the Ave an I'm probably gon give yo ho a call
Cuz I ball hard and I'm stuntin like there's no tomorrow
So yesterday, I swear I spent about 50 g's
On a wristwatch that shine brighter
That a Christmas tree
If you was gettin cheese,
You would probably spend it, too
So don't hate me 'coz I blow paper like the wind do
And hop out clean, so watch out Queen
I'm the biggest balla in Houston homie, not Yao Ming
I'm gettin money maine, so my pockets hella chubby
And I be sippin' drank that's purple like the Telebubies
So when it comes to the women dawg,
I can tell they love me (how's that?)
They put they panties in a envelope
And mail 'em to me (damn)
Now how's that for some fan-mail,
But me an Bow got a question
Know the answer, raise ya hand yea

Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise

They call me Fisher Price 'coz all I do is play nice
And I ain't gon run a gang of gorillas that love to fight
I'm the iceman, I'm far away from the sun
But I'm still hot like a bitch pushin the body @#$!
My charger look like a muscle liftin' a ton
If ya pickin' on me, yea ya picked the right one
Ya pass antoher drink and I'm sippin' another one
Ya trust me with the @#$! and I'm blowin' my several
Got a Fruit Loop Coupe lookin like orange juice
When them ni##as see the Troop they don't be knowin' what to do
Yea I'm Scrap, greatest young ni##a in the nation
Y'all ni##as quit hatin' on the money
That I'm makin' I'm just country

Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise

Look, they call me Wayne, that is our chaparone
So far ahead in the race, I don't know which lap I'm on
Young Louisiana, hit you wit the @$#! like MC Hammer
And money talks, so that's my grammar
If you ain't about money, you can step like a Gamma
Am I the illest doin' this, hell yea
I am fresher than the Prince of Bel-Air (me too)
And OG $#%! i what you smell here
Smokin' the biggest blunt, don't worry I brought a spare
They say I'm at the top, but I'm almost there
And when I get, I will sit, don't worry I brought a chair
I put ice all over the autumn air, put a watchface
Now time is hard to tell, and I will do whatever Tha Carter shall
So hot, goin' out wit me is like goin' to hell

Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise
Unh, now what y'all know about the country boys
Comin' down wit candy toys, playin hard talkin noise

(echoes out)
This song is from the album "Price of Fame".