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Original Flavor Can I Get Open

left, the left [Ski:] Ayo T, Can i get open? (You know it) Hey Jay, Can i get open? (You know it) Hey ya'll, Can i get open? (You know it!!) (You want

're a perfect ten, I wanna get in Can I get down so I can win I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up I like the way you work it No

cant nobody tell it for me You have well informed me and I am well aware that I don't belong here You've made that perfectly clear I get my ass kicked

get your answer Her breast, I saw, I reached, I felt M.O.N.E.Y. the belt I stay at home just like a hermit I got the jammy but I don't got the permit

scared of rap But we can all come together clever and say bull crap Gotta get up, get up, gotta get over I gotta wake niggas up like I'm down with Jehovah

bought so I figure I ought to elaborate (Might as well) As minds in turn collaborate I speak the facts black, I don't exaggerate I just get to the bare essential Demandin' that I

doesn't get any clearer I hear a funky beat and I gotta get nearer Kaboom, stepping in the sound room, mellow A dangerous flavorous fellow, hello Style

kid you only get hurt Son I stand five-ten wit the open palms, I'm droppin bombs Wit the, urban songs and I never stay calm when I kick it A matter of

.S Open blowin on this Potent different flavors I done saw em all I bee stayin higher than the taj mahal straight epic So now you can't forget it kickin