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[andre
Hey rison, runnin' fox
You shoulda seen faces
packin' the kc from green bay
Back to j' the mami from bk
Hot tubs and yacht is how we play
on the field it's allowed to fear
Just call me mike tys' 'cause I got ear
I'm hot, the shit, so real, feel the fire
So yo, show me the money, type mcguire
Me and mrs. the way it has to be
Is there for a balla'? ask master p
It's a season for changes, for dangers
Nintendo 64's and point six ranges
beams away I cripple teams for pay
Me say it's for the sign on the
It's matching cars and super bowl
'cause playa's do real things

Real do real things
got her eyes on you
See how I plays
Kinda feeling boy since his green bay days
Huh? believe that, no deceiving that
tryin' to see that
Can you put it down right? lemme that
Uh-huh? flash that mac, it's phat
In fact, we can it happen with my double platinum
stashin' in the twin five matchin'
Please, stay yappin'
See me rock to but the platinum rings, stylin' things
Get up in your and take a little (*edited*)
Good taste (*edited*) you shake
They see me knock your in, I'm 'bout it
See flames all around my name?
Ill nana? definitely do her thing, feel the
Keep me flyer than the average no marriage
Lay my thing down and y'all little (*edited*)
Stack it up, hear you chicks tattered up playin'
Switched on a (*edited*) from the to the chiefs
No way (*edited*) I it (*edited*)
Old soul, no effect, break me off, yo man
Dead go plans, make ya (*edited*) (*edited)
Rich flooded? na, you the illest

1 -
Is you wit it wit it?
Yeah, I'm wit it wit it
But I hit it hit it?
Nah, can not get it get it

Is you wit it wit it?
Yeah, I'm wit it wit it
But can I hit it hit it?
Nah, can not get it get it

Yo, is you wit it wit it?
Yeah, I'm wit it wit it
let me hit it hit it?
Nah, can not get it get it

Is you wit it wit it?
Yeah, I'm wit it wit it
So let me hit it hit it?
if I get it get it

Dream team '99, the
Who'd a thought we'd make it hot like a
All my and cats the guard mine
And I touch (*edited*) on the fifty yard
Balla's recognize y'all that dre flow
Be like bill clinton with the presidential
You won't catch me without a
And so want, cristal, dom p, or mo'
You call the play, we do it on the creep
let me find out that your girl's a freak
She can see me if the dough is right
And front the inch on a monday night
In the back of the benz, six coupe, top
All up in her (*edited*) 'cause the don't stop
Y'all cats ain't know all 'bout the game
Burn the down 'cause the mic's in flames

it down
it hot
Burn it
it hot
Burn it
it hot
Burn it
it hot

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