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Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand

don't really know who I am, God damn
I'm like grease in the pan 'cause I am
Bacon, eggs, toast,
Smooth sexy lover more fresh than

Go ask brother if y'all don't believe
I control the industry 'cause in the lead
Uhh, I'm to you man
With my hand, the fans call me Dapper Dan

When I was my pops, throw rocks
shit talk to my moms and call the cops
Couldn't wait I was nice and grown
Sick of daddy 'til six in the morn'

On and on and on the record scratch
And if I a few scraps, I would never come back
moms with me and a few Adat's
And make a about dad and tell pops he's a rat, okay

Y'all really know my life
Y'all don't really know my and how much liquor I guzzle
Y'all don't really know my
And how many years to get here but I'm ready to

don't really know my life
Y'all don't really my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle
Y'all don't really my fears
And how many years to get but I'm ready to rumble

Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I 'gnac
I spit hot raps, I check my traps
Pockets stop the bulk, green up the Hulk
Ram up in like that nigga Marshall Faulk

I'm a low key nigga, a O.G.
Entertain my guests in Basement' like Tigger
Grand and the name ring bells
And if it ain't about paper, I waste my sells

So the new school, new need to learn yo
I burn baby like a Hunt's Pointe ho

Yo yo Puba, up
Let's take 'em back on some 411

I'm Mary J. Blige, for a I don't rap
I'm known around the map to make a comeback
I went through some struggles fightin' with my
Stayed in of trouble, blessings then I had recovered

Had to pay them bills, the I lived
Messin' with them cats that's said to get I had to
I had to tell back up 'cause I was quick to smack 'em up
I didn't give a what, J. would act up

don't really know my struggles
I had two or jobs I had to juggle
And all them liquor shots from the pain I
Strugglin' from the break-ups with my

Y'all know the half, don't know the half
I'm off now that was in the past
I had to take the good stuff the bad
Now I'm for the little things that I have

I'm J. Blige, for a fact, I don't rap
Grand Puba, and the name bells
I'm J. Blige, for a fact, I don't rap
Grand Puba, and the ring bells