Sick Puppies is an Australian rock band, formed in 1997. Sick Puppies rose to prominence in 2006 when their song "All the Same" was uploaded along with a video to YouTube. The video supported the Free Hugs Campaign which was launched in Sydney, and has since received over 77 million views on the website. This success followed up with Dressed Up as Life in 2007, which entered the Billboard 200 at number 181. Their third studio album, released on 14 July 2009, is titled Tri-Polar. The band's fourth studio album Connect was released on 16 July 2013.
The band was formed by singer/lead guitarist Shimon Moore and bassist Emma Anzai in the music room of Mosman High School in 1997, when they double booked the room and bickered over who got to practice. They soon became friends because of their love for Silverchair. Initially with Shimon on drums and Emma on guitars, the duo would frequently meet up to play Green Day, Rage Against the Machine and Silverchair songs and eventually felt compelled to write their own material. When Chris Mileski joined the band to play drums, Emma switched to bass and Shimon to guitar and vocals and they became the Sick Puppies.
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Uh, uh, owe me back, uh shorty
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Come on
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Just to back it up
You can hold my ice
Now let's say you owe me something
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Just to back it up
You can hold my ice
Now let's say you owe, owe, owe
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Owe me back like its money I spent
Pay me back when you shake it again
The don, all the time, with all the shine
You small time, I ball with mine
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My jams bump out to the borderline
UK hot with it, blew spots with it
Every continent love when I spit it
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It's real in the field the Last Mohican
Who survived in the streets and did something decent
Now I got plans to buy the whole hood
Legit' now, I ain't gotta lie to no judge
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Hood fella every honey wanna kiss now
I lit up my neck, pinkie, and wrist now
So girls everywhere, this is how we get down
Shorty, say what's your price
Just to back it up
You can hold my ice
Now let's say you owe, owe, owe
Yeah owe me back like you owe your rent
Owe me back like its money I lent
Pay me back when you shake it again
Play to win, girls in the club moving
I get 'em real hot, my songs seduce 'em
I flow, I'm so mysterious
Nas, and Nasty's the alias
Everything platinum I glow
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On top out the car, lounge at the bar
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Feel like a million dollars, feel me holler
To the max with the Benz and chrome wheeled Impalas
Thugs and renta's, to the playas and ballers
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Look good enough to be taken shoppin'
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Let you wear my big chain if we get it popping
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I think you owe me some (You owe me)
The shackles on your feet (You owe Nas)
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(You owe Timbaland, you owe me)
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Mack like Goldie, it's the same story
Let you hold something, you spending it right
Know where you gon' be by the end of the night
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Wiggle it a little bit, throw it to the south
Fantasizing me inside and you riding
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Shorty, say what's your price
Just to back it up
You can hold my ice
Now let's say you owe me something
(You owe me something, oh yeah)
I said shorty, say what's your price
(You owe Nas)
Just to back it up
(You owe Ginuwine)
You can hold my ice
(You owe Timbaland)
Now let's say you owe
You owe us something, baby