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Now T L C will Goodie MoB
To a game of laser tag
When say, "What it is"
You scream, "What it ain't"

is all, get it
1999, yeah, TLC
The MoB
The M O B
The synergy of ghetto for the Y 2 G

you wanna do wit it?
What it is, it ain't

Either you it
We bring it
Or you

Sometimes it gets kinda out there

But we get by one day at a
you wanna do wit' it?

I still go eat at Waffle after 112 when I go out
Where do you hang or do you
Or wear a chain or platinum
I still maintain my side

I keep my pride, get on my ride, 20 rims
I sport a brim, hang my girls
Go to the mall around the and keep your change
The finest things will still so ooh

Don't even from across the room
You don't know enough about world to
Ever get it on with me or hang out I do

Don't look from across the floor
You don't have enough for no tour
To come upon a like me
And that's not a

She's a built girl I'm a big boss man
I like old model cars and big
You like two doors their clothes and rolls
I sit on the porch sip and pose

I like the 9 you're humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets while you the lows
Tonight I'm choose ya already chose
It's grown folk business and run the floor

'Cuz you ghetto enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too tight your money

you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you fly enuff for me
And you're too with your money

Shit my baby is still ghetto hot fries
I come from niggas and give 20/20 with his bloodshot eyes
Got turned into gold went from two O's to two lows
is enough to buy a Rolls ain't but nobody knows

I stay in my place, keep my diamonds out of face
You wanna be with this player got to play at my
I'm slum but I can still cum over there where you're
If you want some you better buy you some

Don't even look from the room
You don't know about this world to
Ever get it on with me or hang out I do

Don't look from across the floor
You don't have enough for no tour
To come upon a girl me
And not a possibility

where your booty? Shorty
Shorty where gold teeth?
Shorty where your nails?
Shorty where your hair?

Shorty got the
All up in the
To the 90's girl
You the too

I got your you got the front
It's time we pull it off in the with the bump on them dubs
Ain't no scrubs don't conceal I'm a millionaire
Can you see me gettin' it
I'ma keep on servin' here like I'm to baby

'Cuz you ain't ghetto for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too with your money

'Cuz you ain't ghetto for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too tight with money

it is
What it
it is
What it
it is
What it

What don't, don't be my pockets
While I'm resuscitatin' topics like
Bring your G's, where loot?
You're lookin' dumb when you get the boot

What it is my to me
Come from some of the of streets
Me custom to the club
With of the hardest of beats

What it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit I've been through
'Cuz I'ma doin' all the things that I gots to do
it I'll put your ass to work
Comb your nappy till it hurts

Where them saints stop are the ropes
Take your up the street or you might hurt your throat
You know you're ghetto you don't show up in court
For not payin' your child or you too bullshit for me
You act like too good to eat

At Church's, Popeye's, and Hartz I at Walter's Bright Creek
In the mall where it's steep and I hang out in Bank Head
You prefer buck head favorite color is hot pink
I love that

you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too with your money

'Cuz you ain't enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too tight with your

'Cuz you ain't ghetto for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you fly enuff for me
And you're too tight with your

it is
What it
it is
What it
it is
What it
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