What's up with your homey
Man, he's always comin' 'round
Telling me I've got a big mouth
Telling us to keep it down
What's up with your homey
With his greasy, slicked back hair
His professional obsession
And his condescending air
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Hey, hey, hey
Don't believe everything you say
Don't believe everything
You think that you know, oh yeah
What's up with your homey
Always trying to talk us down
Lacing all his truth with rumors
Spreading secrets on the ground
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