Yo, yo yo out of the way We got missy Elliott through Girl that is missy Elliott she a lot of weight Girl I heard she one cracker a day Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started with Trina I heard the bitch got hit three zebras and a monkey I stand the bitch no way
When I up in the piece I ain't gotta speak I'm a bad goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me How you these hoes Need to talk you know And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't I know poor ya'll broke Ya'll job jus up clothes Step to me get burnt toast Muthafuckas adios Halves halves wholes I don't I mostly boast the VA to the LA coast Iffy kiffy oh
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When I up in my whip Bitches wanna talk I'm driving I'm and I'm styling in these eyes did you see it? I'm these curbs Skuur, did ya I love em, my fellas, my I fly a bird Chicken heads on the Who you fuck now Naw you getting loud Better calm down for I smack your ass I need my drums high Has to be my snare horns and I my Tim sound right, Izzy kizzy here
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I go out my house shorty You waiting to see Who gon roll up in the club and then that next week Just wanna see who I am boy some coke I know by the I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
Yeah, uh huh, Once a time in College Park Where they live life fast and they of dark was a little nigga by the name of Cris Nobody him any mind No one gave a Knowing he rap No one lifted a So he went about his business and a plan Made a CD and then he hit the 50 thousand dollars a pop Hold the years later Steeped out the With ten and a half All around the world on the Leaving the booth smelling like cologne Still riding Got in the kitchen Never alone And he's on the Please let me know if on your mind And respect give me Ludacris I loud just like Timmy Fuck, have to clear rumors I got a headache and it's not tumors Get up on my lap and get my head sucked so I never let the bed bugs bight Hard to the to the right Drop down turn around pick a bale of
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Yo, straight up killed that shit tonight for real I know I know, I don't even care about her preganant by Michael Jackson You know we should do We go get her album when it comes out There she go, there she go, she Misssy
Hi up fools? You think I aint yall broke Milli Vanilli Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over gossiping bout me? Yo how you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut off You soggy breasts, cow Yo those baby GAP shirts off, too You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the party Yo by the way, go get my Damn!