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mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

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

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

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

I go eat
At house
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or wear a
Or platinum
I still
My side i
my pride
Get on my
20 rims
I a brim
Hang with my
Go to the
Around the
And keep your
The finest
still remain so

Don't look from across the room
You don't know enough about this to
Ever get it on me
Or hang out I do

Don't even look from the floor
You don't rhyme enough for no tour
To upon a girl like me
And that's not a

a built plastic girl
I'm a big man
I like old model and big sedans
You two doors
their clothes and rolls
I sit on the
Sip and pose
I the 9
When humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets while you the lows
Tonight I'm 'cause ya already chose
grown folk business and I'll run the floor

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

Shit my baby is still like hot fries
I come from lovin'
And give
his bloodshot eyes
Got into gold
Went from two o's to thirty two
is enough to buy a rolls
Ain't but knows
Stay in my
Keep my diamonds out of your
You be with this player
Got to at my pace
I'm but I can still cum
Over there where from
If you some bullshit you better buy you some

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

Don't be suffocatin' my
While I'm recessitatin' topics
Like bring g's where your loot
lookin' real dumb when you get the boot
What it is my to me
Come from of the hardest of streets
Me custom to the club
With some of the of beats
What it ain't what you with all the shit that I've been through
'cause i'ma keep doin' all the that I gots to do
it I'll put your ass to work
Comb your nappy head it hurts

those saints stop
These are the
Take your up the street
Or you might hurt your
You know you're
When you show up in court
For not payin' child support
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 it's steep and deep
I out in bank head
You buckhead
Your color is hot pink
I love thing