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When I my uh!! in it I split it
Mess around, you ask who did it
Forget pride go admit
My stank make you wonder who shitted
Whoa there
Got a fitty from the city got a now I'm chillin (talk to me now)
No time you
Fakin me you milli vanilli
they play this in the club they go nuts
Sweat all night it smell like must
So busta to discust?
I know 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

[busta
Yo, I'm a get it and it to all y'all
Hopin' you is ready for another free fall
Overall need to get up off the wall
If they wanna brawl give me a call
Yo, not at all I raid the rift
Before we yo' ass better plead the 5th
your mouth you niggas talk to much in my house
Me and missy get this money thats what I'm talkin about
Then you nigga wanna be down
Shootin' your load I you know we got the rebound
quick break fool know we blow your mind
Off the hook nigga fix your line
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 supafly elements get together

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

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

[busta
Yo miss let me hit me and missy we gonna get all up in it
All in a get wit it
When I was gettin' babysitted
A nigga the spot up make you ask who did it
Contact everytime I a track
Freak out wiggle funny bone and bounce back yo
Nigga see me in the back (who )
You don't know my name I'm motherfucker (true dat)
You you better improve your shit
When I bounce on beats might abuse your shit
Make 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 the track you know we fuckin it up
Got you it up
My nigga out, make you ill out
And watch all of the moet out