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Yo Cube man how we gon' get somethin' how we gon' eat man?
You know you rappin' this shit we can't do no movies.
My kids is lookin' at me like "What we doin' daddy? What we doin'?
Have you talked to him? Have you heard anything?"
I know this rap shit takes away our whole 2 3 years away from us gettin' doin' the movie Cube.
Come on they waitin' on another Next Friday.
Everywhere I go "Give me another Friday" I need somethin' Cube.
I'm runnin' out. Man, I ain't gon' lie I'm just 'bout half miles away today.
Me and my girl begged that out and we ready to get it out.
She said we could sit over auntie's house this Friday and knock every sap.
By Monday we been in south there in whole half ounce.
I'm a flip that get a hole out.
Take the hole out flip the ho,
The whole ounce by that time everybody word a mouth is that I got Dimes & Nicks.
I'm a take the whole ounce flip and give me 2.
Too make a formac I'm taking the formac and flippin' and I'm a have 9 of 'em.
Cube just uh give me a call back.
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"Dimes & Nicks (A Call from Mike Epps)" as written by O'shea Jackson
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