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Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand

Y'all don't know who I am, God damn
I'm grease in the frying 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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm a low key nigga, a O.G.
Entertain my guests in 'The Basement' Tigger
Grand and the name ring bells
And if it ain't about paper, I don't 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 I don't rap
I'm known the map to always make a comeback
I went some struggles fightin' with my ex-lovers
Stayed in lots of trouble, blessings I had recovered

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

Y'all really know my struggles
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 know the half, 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
Puba, and the name ring bells
I'm J. Blige, for a fact, I don't rap
Grand Puba, and the ring bells