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Joy, so
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Timbo, they do, they try to be like Missy but they have no clue
On how I'm spittin' over beats the way I
I move so smooth in my toe shoes
Now put the needle on the record, 'n' prove

ninety-two, I came to win and never lose
They try to stop a chubby chick from through
My belly out and sellin' out these
My skills, fulfill, those who drink booze

My attitude is super like I'm subdued
And who fake, I take on you and your dudes
I rule the streets I break 'em with no tools
And Misdemeanor give the to y'all fools

Whoever doubted I'm 'bout it check the news
And if you snooze on me this year your ass will
'Cause I will bruise, my screws is like, ooh
When I come out get your release moved

This year y'all gon' all lose
I 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin'
This y'all gon' all lose sleep

This year gon' all lose sleep
When I break 'em off somethin', break 'em off
year you hear a real MC, when I
Break, break, b-b-break, break,

I flow over a beat that a chick weave blow
And who try to compete to the wall I throw
So I it low, 808 kick low
Like oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Mr. Mos', this beat he
While I kill the track, leave your decomposed
Fake rappers, this year your will be exposed
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy the show

Spit on break beats, make rappers sleep
Make labels unable drop artists on leak
I keep 'em deep, need me, be me
Hardly, and basically, I do it and slow

I'm slowin', the track down, so you don't the shit
That Misdemeanor talkin' that chronic get you super high

year y'all gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin', 'em off somethin'
This you hear a real MC
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh,

This year y'all all lose sleep
When I 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin'
This you hear a real MC
Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off

See I'm a pimp that's on my grind, I hustle all the time
I speak what's on my mind, my make you blind
My heat'll lay you down, whenever you around
out there mistreated your life'll be deleted

'Cause I don't play dat, you know I don't dat
Wherever you talkin' noise is you gon' lay at
I'm "Supa Dupa Fly" Missy Missy
Before the majors used to diss me

But now I'm on top, I'm hot I stop
Before my deal came my shows was out
House on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
I'm trill like U.G.K., you I keep it real

I'm who, Mike Jones, Who? Jones
Who? Mike Jones and I can't be
2 8 1, 3 3 0, 8 0 0 4
That's my cell number, hit me on the low, I got

Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin 'round like your shoes too
If you wear a 10, don't cram yo' shit up in a size 6 ladies
Be proud of yo' feet
We came to party up in this