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Yeah, Missy Elliott, Puba

Y'all don't really who I am, God damn
I'm grease in the frying pan 'cause I am
Bacon, eggs, toast,
Smooth sexy lover more fresh [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm a low key nigga, a O.G.
Entertain my in 'The Basement' like Tigger
Grand Puba and the name ring
And if it about paper, I don't 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 'em back on some 411 shit

I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I rap
I'm known around the map to make a comeback
I through some struggles fightin' with my ex-lovers
in lots of trouble, blessings then I had recovered

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

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

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