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When I my uh!! in it I split it
around, make you ask who did it
Forget your go admit
My butt 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
Fakin me like you vanilli
When they play in the club they go nuts
Sweat all night 'till it smell like
So busta what's to
I don't know but boy what's up (throw it up, it up girl)
Boy you
I got a bitty from the city and my looking pretty
Oh you
No and you gonna get it

rhymes]
Yo, I'm a get it and give it to all
Hopin' you niggas is ready for free fall
Overall niggas to get up off the wall
If they wanna brawl give me a call
Yo, not at all everytime I the rift
Before we bust yo' ass plead the 5th
your mouth you niggas talk to much in my house
Me and missy lets get this thats what I'm talkin about
Then you come wanna be down
Shootin' load I hope you know we got the rebound
Real quick break fool know we blow mind
Off the hook nigga fix your telephone
When we come through tell me you gonna do
Give me my money quick so I can thank you
Word is born you knowin' I get better
Everytime dangerous elements get together

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

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 why don't you come dance wit me
I bumped this one the left they go deaf
Bust yo ear drums until none (till none left)
Whoa there busta, they don't like us, they don't us well fuck em
Oh you silly you don't kill me you don't me, boy you illin
We dealin
If no drinks we ain't chillin

[busta
Yo miss supafly let me hit me and we gonna get all up in it
All in a get wit it
When I was young gettin'
A nigga blow the up make you ask who did it
Contact I touch a track
Freak out 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 improve your shit
When I bounce on beats lyrics might your shit
Make music so I can your mind
So hide when I finish make you wanna press for
see the dj cuttin' it up
Bringin' it back the track you know we fuckin it up
Got you it up
My chill out, make you ill out
And watch all of the spill out