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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 butt make you who shitted
Whoa kitty
Got a fitty the city got a minute now I'm chillin (talk to me now)
No you silly
Fakin me you milli vanilli
When they this in the club they go nuts
Sweat all night it smell like must
So busta what's to
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 bullshit and you get it

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

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

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

rhymes]
Yo miss let me hit me and missy we gonna get all up in it
All in a get wit it
I was young gettin' babysitted
A blow the spot up make you ask who did it
Contact I touch a track
Freak out wiggle your bone and bounce back yo
see me in the back (who dat? )
You know my name I'm knowin motherfucker (true dat)
You wack you better improve your
When I bounce on beats lyrics might abuse shit
music so I can lose your mind
So hide when I finish make you wanna press for
see the dj cuttin' it up
Bringin' it back rippin' the you know we fuckin it up
Got you it up
My nigga out, make you ill out
And all of the moet spill out