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You ready to do this
N***a
You ready to come down here
It's Virginia
N***a
We do this in broad daylight
It's a whole different degree of homicide
N***a
You ready
Chorus:Pusha T &
Pharrell
I'm from Virginia
Where ain't s**t to do but cook
Talk about
What
Pack it up
Sell it triple price
F**k the books
Talk about
What
Where we re up
Re locate
Re off them brooks
Talk about
What
So when we pull up
It ain't s**t to do but look
Talk about
What
Pusha T
In my Home Sweet Home I keep chrome next to my bones
Alters my walk to limpin'
Since I love the feel
I guess I'm passionately pimpin'
It 'tis what it seems
That thing imprintin' through the seams of my jeans
By all means
Lost it all
From lives to love
Put my faith in my money
Help me rise above
See I turned to the Lord when them times got tough
Bullied through streets
Powder I pushed and shoved
In that ole' Virginey
Out of ten n***as
Nine are guinea
No money
All they know is gimme
Got semis waitin'
Heat like Caribbean summers
I been there
Each year
A diffferent b***h wonder
Who wing she gon' fall under
Push' or Mal'
Ganga grinds
Wit' me
With thoughts of f**kin' them cross her mind
Look ma
That's right up my alley
I love my family
I want them all happy
In Virginia
We smirked at that Simpson trial
Yeah
I guess the chase was wild
But what's the fuss about
See
Plenty my partners feelin' like O
J
Beat murder like the s**t is OK
That's what our dough say
Talk the evil that men do
I'm lost in the mental
I miss you Shampoo
We miss you Shampoo
And your grams
Too
Pharrell
My n***a
Fo sho
Chorus 2X's:Pusha T &
Pharrell
I'm from Virginia
Where ain't s**t to do but cook
Talk about
What
Pack it up
Sell it triple price
F**k the books
Talk about
What
Where we re up
Re locate
Re off them brooks
Talk about
What
So when we pull up
It ain't s**t to do but look
Talk about
What
Malice
Seem like they all got a comment to make
In regards to my paper
Now they guessin' my weight
They fast to predict the outcome of my fate
Wonderin' 'bout Clipse and if they got what it take
Malice
He think he hard
Tough guy of the clique
And Pusha
He walk around like he swear he the s**t
You right on both counts
B***h
Clipse is us
And there are some things that you don't discuss
Don't ask me 'bout the Neptunes and what's they fare
Don't ask about the loud screamin' chick with the hair
Don't ask about my music
And how that's comin' 'bout
Don't ask about my album
Or when's it comin' out
'Cause I feel like you really being funny on the slide
Now face down
Layin' on your tummy
Or you die
I tried being humble
Humble get no respect
Now the first sign of trouble
That's a hole up in your neck
Plus
What I look like spendin' my nights in jail
I could never be a thug
They don't dress this well
I reside in VA
Ride in VA
Most likely when I die
I'm gon' die in VA
Virginia's for lovers
But trust there's hate here
For out of towners
Who think that they gon' move weight here
Ironic
The same same place I'm makin' figures at
That there's the same land they used to hang n***as at
In Virginia
Chorus 2X's:Pusha T &
Pharrell
I'm from Virginia
Where ain't s**t to do but cook
Talk about
What
Pack it up
Sell it triple price
F**k the books
Talk about
What
Where we re up
Re locate
Re off them brooks
Talk about
What
So when we pull up
It ain't s**t to do but look
Talk about
What
Pharrell
Young'n
Talk about
What
This is real
Young'n
Talk about
What
You lookin' into a whole different world
Young'n
Talk about
What
This is real
Live