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Now who that is talkin' about the tics?
probably jealous 'cuz they got hit
But ain't else droppin' hits like this
we apologize? Naw never, just leave 'em

Now who is talkin' that about the tics?
Somebody probably jealous they got hit
But ain't nobody else droppin' hits this
we apologize? Naw never, just leave 'em

I'm what's up doggie?
Lemme my clique and I
Lunatics, I'm Lil' T rollin' ninety miles per
You know me but now you do
the, C I T Y of Saint Lue, M-I zzou

You you right for doin' wrong
Phone up like hemorroids
Talk on CD's boy, police will you noid
Just avoid and ill too legal and my
I'm the boss and the way it's gone be

Now they play Nelly I was, nobody
Now she all on my 'cuz she heard I rock parties
Smoke more Ladi than in the center like Jihadi
salty conversations about me and my relations
I done had, made man, a gang of baby

Why you whinin' you G.D.?
C.C. I think in me
'cuz when they come to hit, 'tics get many
'Cuz I'm the and this the way it's gone be

Now who that is talkin' about the tics?
Somebody jealous 'cuz they got hit
But nobody else droppin' hits like this
Should we Naw never, just leave 'em

Now Mac's wanna hear 'em for mackin' on slim Kim
Mad she pay down, she bought me a gang of Tims
Have me sparky like Simpsons, hit them, them
about the whole night? Oh, nights? Never spent them

U.P.S. shipped them, sent it
From here and til' on it, everything
One-oh-five gone bump it, Lunatics bumpin' a drummer 'cuz
I'm the boss and is the way it's gone be

Apologize for what? you seen and what you saw?
Now my name starts your sentence, you'z a by law
I'm by far tighter than bras on Dolly Parton
You think girl don't like us? You'z a joke like Steve Martin

I've been pardoned for sayin' no competition
I lay tracks like a beautician while gal's on a mission
While you trippin', pink-slippin', it's your gal I be
'Cuz I'm the boss and is how it's gone be

Now tell me why everybody wanna me now?
And the, fly honeys rock me now
And them playin' hatin' fellas tryin' to me down
But they always on my jock when I come

I hit the spot and keeps it hot when I it down
I see alot of ladies, tell
Droppin' hits this, so you can pay me now
And uh, I'm the and this is how it's gone be

Now who that is talkin' that the yics?
Somebody jealous 'cuz they got hit
But ain't nobody else droppin' hits this
we apologize? Naw never, just leave 'em

Day-o, day-o, Lunatics gone
So don't any further
Day-o, day-o, Lunatics blow
So don't look any further,

Now who that is that about the tics?
Somebody probably jealous they got hit
But ain't nobody else droppin' hits like
Should we apologize? Naw never, leave 'em

Day-o, day-o, gone blow
So look any further
Day-o, day-o, gone blow
So look any further, further