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Def Jam signed me They hit the It wasn't free but don't it a robbery They underestimated me possibly It's like that you a godfather B I'm the of all time You heard before But now I say it It means so more 'Cause so true No man, no crew No reason for ghost Every year I get Mothers and daughters I'm on fire Check ya T-Mobile it's all over the ya legs baby, hide ya desire You I'm hot You preachin' to the Smilin' and gigglin', thirstin' Gilligan More flavor than cinnamon, rush with adrenaline I 'em nervous I do it on I come back Every I resurface to ya knees baby Praise the Now ask Simmons Who the west wing? I ain't gotta be I do the damn (Aha) Paint ya with strawberry frostin' (Aha) known and respected You slick I'm too large to be affected You crank call my disconnected You keep slippin' but my games
Yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You don't Yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You don't Uh yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You stop Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat (Oh) Freak, y'all You don't (Hmm)
I'm a star for real my is crazy Hollywood love me in the streets I'm with a gift to inspire the hood You wanna out do me and I wish you I'm the master from all these cats I'm in eighty six, I balled like that Honey catchin' feelin' from in Maybach's 'Cause her project hall is smellin' like understandable but everybody relax Hate when folk get and don't know how to act I'm a millionaire, homie that's a fact But it's not the ice that ya wife react had an entourage and platinum cards Been gettin' Swedish massage in Boca What you think all years I ain't pop no don a night in trump towers with a blue eyed blonde I did it, all my benzes was kitted you talk like a baller you tickle me with it But yeah there's money out there come on get it But I'm a get it in such a way you never it Let's go platinum albums in a row thousand fans, a three hour show I could care less who and blow My is L L baby, that's beyond the flow
Yes, yes y'all feel the beat (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop Yes, yes y'all feel the beat (Oh) Freak, y'all You don't Uh yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop Uh yes, yes y'all the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You don't (Hmm)
These rap get upset with me When security out the V.I.P. If honey lounge, we gon' see ID Ain't no negotiatin' you pay my fee I'm the boss, I the shots to keep it hot I don't have competition, I'm bigger than the you waste advances on grey market rocks I cop municipal and Wal-Mart stocks A man but hard as a rock And I die for my kids so off my block might be impressed with you but I'm not After all these years I still with a bop keep the ink hot Still scheme a fox ready to battle You don't want career stopped Industry 'cause I mapped out a plot And ran around humble my joint on cock
Yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You don't Yes, yes y'all feel the beat (Oh) Freak, freak You don't Uh yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop Uh yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop (Hmm)