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Time
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Let Me In Now
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Here We Come
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Midwest Swing (Album Version (Explicit))
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Boom D Boom
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Dis Iz Da Life
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Okay
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Midwest Swing
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Summer In The City
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S.T.L.
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Scandalous
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Jang A Lang
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Real Niggaz
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Love You So
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Show 'Em What They Won
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Show Em What They Won
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Groovin Tonight
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Midwest Swing (Dirty Album Ver
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Batter Up
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MBD Skit Part 3
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Just for You (The Introductory Poem)
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MBD Skit Part 4
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St. Lunatics
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MBD skit part 2
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Mad Baby Daddy Skit, Part 1
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Mad Baby Daddy Skit Part 1
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MBD Skit, Part 2
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Real N****z
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Midwest Swing (Dirty Album Version)
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Real Niggaz (Album Version (Explicit))
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Boom D Boom (Album Version (Explicit))
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Groovin Tonight Ft Brian Mckni
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Groovin' Tonight
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Just For You (A Poem)
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Mad Baby Daddy Skit Pt 1
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Polo
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Who's the Boss
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Real Niggaz Version (Explicit))
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Midwest Swing - Explicit Version
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Just For You - Intro
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Just For You (Intro)
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Sticky Now
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Mad Baby Daddy Skit, Pt. 1
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MBD Skit, Pt. 2
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Just For You
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Breathe In, Breathe Out
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Just for You [The Introductory Poem]
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Money Talks (feat. Birdman)
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Mad Baby Daddy Skit Part1
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Get Low 2 Da Flo
It's a Midwest thang y'all
And it ain't got a clue (it ain't got a clue)
Why my cutlass blue?
And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too
It's a Midwest swang y'all
It ain't gotta trip (it ain't gotta trip)
While we swing and dip
'Cause we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip
What you think, we live on a farm? Nigga, be for real
We got Benz's, Rovers and Jag's, Hummer's and Deville's
Got a green S Class, ain't broke the do' seal
Shit ain't been the same since I signed fo' reel
This shit got real, when I hit four mil
Five and countin' dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, eight worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at nine
I hear 'em cryin', "You gon' sell out"
Ya damn right, I done sold out before and re-caught the same night
Straight hopped the next flight, too icey for sunlight
Dunkin' without sprite, yeah you heard me dirty
I'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven I'll show you eight
Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans
Representin' St. Louis every time I breathe
In the city I touch down, and I bob and weave, ay
It's a Midwest thang y'all
And it ain't got a clue (it ain't got a clue)
Why my cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too
It's a Midwest swang y'all
It ain't gotta trip (it ain't gotta trip)
While we swing and dip
'Cause we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip
I sport my beeper on my boots, that's why I be a buzz when I kick
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