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Uh oh
Ha ha,
Uh oh,
Uh oh

Told

it out

I'm the Lil' Man, join with the
People walkin' around sayin' to self, "Damn"
People can't realize who the who I am
I'm like the VCR tech they bad

don't know what they gonna see next
They might see with Funkmaster Flex
Or doin' a with the group called Beck
Or back in the gettin', gettin' sex

I'm the ill nigga that loves Chips
Timbaland you at?
Here I go boy, I got yo' with a Tec 9
You see them creepin', what?

I you knew, I told you so
Never, ever step my toe
I got that from the V
Static, you at?

Here I go, if ya in a 'lac, then turn that shit up
If ya chillin' at the club, tear the party up
And if you got shove, let it bump,
Not speakin' for yo' cheddah, but I mine in lumps

Nigga, my momma taught me that, can't me from the back
So I found her chasing cheese, so I watch for dirty
See I'm wise like the guys and smart the streets
See I be rollin' blunts while Timb' be makin' them beats,

What cha 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha 'bout?
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

cha talkin' 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

Play that guitar, man, eh and
That shit is tight like a of crisps
Listen to the that I spit
Makin' ya

It's the Lil' Man puttin' it
Got all my flashin' around
It's that little that's makin' ya tickle
on Timbaland and gimme some of that liquor

Are you
Yes, I'm
Are you
Yes, I'm
Do you wanna see the party get
Yes, I

ain't nuthin' but a party
Say
After the
Where ya
Hearty, I gotta make my way back to the

I I was on probation
Yeah shit is real
But ain't gon' happen to me
Magoo, finish it

Ha, ha, yeah, one again from VA
Yes, southern representative
Keep two in my Lex 'cuz I'm sensitive
All my competition wishin' for my demise
'Cuz I'm hard like my dick, ever be on the rise

Get between some thighs and fuck I'm stuck
the main course, four bitches, I'm serving duck
How da fuck you payin' a just to fuck?
If a bitch money for me, pray for luck

Only I love is weed and big cash
If yo' ass ain't a check, nigga my ass
Leavin' freaky bitches in stitches 'cuz hoe's be
Me and Timbaland friends and will continuous

Oh, a web we weave when I achieved
To fuck the baddest you niggaz them ever seen
Possible, if you got game blaze a zing
Pockets of rubbers, bitches go rump just my name

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha 'bout?
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

is how we do it
We it ride on through
liquid fluid

is how we do
We make it ride on
liquid fluid, what?

Me and my
I know you hear you little airplanes around
Yeah, have a couple people lookin' to this
Now we be out for the '98

cha talkin' 'bout?
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B

What cha talkin'
you sayin' to me?
Why you at me?
have a party, B

What cha talkin'
What you to me?
Why you at me?
Let's a party, B