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When I through my uh!! in it I it
Mess around, you ask who did it
Forget your pride go
My stank make you wonder who shitted
there kitty
Got a fitty from the city got a now I'm chillin (talk to me now)
No you silly
me like you milli vanilli
When they play this in the they go nuts
all night 'till it smell like must
So what's to discust?
I don't but boy what's up (throw it up, throw it up girl)
Boy you
I got a bitty from the and my hair looking pretty
Oh you
No and you gonna get it

rhymes]
Yo, I'm a get it and it to all y'all
you niggas is ready for another free fall
Overall niggas need to get up off the
If they wanna brawl missy give me a
Yo, not at all I raid the rift
we bust yo' ass better plead the 5th
Shut your you niggas talk to much in my house
Me and missy lets get this money thats what I'm talkin
Then you come nigga wanna be
Shootin' your load I you know we got the rebound
Real quick break know we blow your mind
Off the hook nigga fix your line
When we come through me what you gonna do
Give me my money so then I can thank you
Word is you knowin' I only get better
Everytime supafly elements get together

She's mrs.
mr. dangerous
And if you bust then gonna bust
And one of us gonna have to

When I this in my jeep you'll see
How this beat, rumble my feet (under my feet, yeah)
Go ahead, you
If you cute then I get too
Go ahead missy I got so many men I got plenty (what what)
I ain't kindin, dance alone why don't you dance wit me
I bumped this one the left they go deaf
Bust yo ear until none left (till none left)
Whoa there busta, they like us, they don't love us well fuck em
Oh you silly you kill me you don't feel me, boy you illin
We dealin
If no drinks then we chillin

[busta
Yo supafly let me hit me and missy we gonna get all up in it
All in a get wit it
When I was young babysitted
A blow the spot up make you ask who did it
Contact I touch a track
out wiggle your funny bone and bounce back yo
Nigga see me in the back (who )
You don't my name I'm knowin motherfucker (true dat)
You wack you better improve your
When I bounce on lyrics might abuse your shit
music so I can lose your mind
So hide when I finish make you press for wine
Nigga see the dj it up
Bringin' it back rippin' the track you we fuckin it up
Got you it up
My nigga out, make you ill out
And watch all of the spill out