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mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now t-l-c challenge goodie mob
To a of ghetto laser tag
they say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

(yeah)
Tlc, the
mob
The synergy of sounds
For the

you wanna do wit it
What it is and it ain't (what)
Either you it (we gon' bring it)
Or you
Sometimes it kinda messy (sometimes)
Out
But we get by (what you wanna do it)
One day at a

I go eat
At waffle
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or wear a
Or platinum
I maintain
My side i
my pride
Get on my
20 inch
I sport a
with my girls
Go to the
Around the
And your change
The things
Will remain so

Don't even from across the room
You don't know enough about this to
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

a built plastic girl
I'm a big man
I like old cars and big sedans
You two doors
Funding their and rolls
I sit on the
Sip some and
I the 9
When humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets you preferred the lows
Tonight I'm choose 'cause ya already
It's folk business and I'll run the floor

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

Shit my baby is still ghetto like hot
I from lovin' niggas
And give
With his eyes
Got into gold
Went from two o's to thirty two
Which is enough to buy a
Ain't but knows
Stay in my
my diamonds out of your face
You be with this player
Got to play at my
I'm but I can still cum
Over there where you're
If you want some bullshit you better buy you

Shorty your booty (shorty)
Shorty your gold teeth
Shorty where long nails
Shorty where your hair
Shorty got the
All up in the
To represent the 90's
You the too
I got back you got the front
It's we pull it off in the woods
With the bump on them dubs ain't no
Don't conceal I'm a millionaire
Can you see me it clear
I'ma keep on servin' here like I'm supposed to

Don't be my pockets
While I'm recessitatin' these
Like bring your g's where loot
You're real dumb when you get the boot
it is my road to me
Come from of the hardest of streets
Me custom to the club
With some of the hardest of
What it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that been through
'cause i'ma keep all the things that I gots to do
it I'll put your ass to work
Comb your nappy till it hurts

Where saints stop
These are the
Take your up the street
Or you might hurt your
You know you're
When you don't up in court
For not payin' your child
Or you too for me
You act like you're too to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I shop at bright creek
In the mall where it's steep and
I out in bank head
You buckhead
Your favorite color is hot
I that thing