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

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

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

You think you right for wrong
Phone up like hemorroids
Talk on CD's boy, police have you noid
avoid and ill too legal and my peoples
I'm the boss and that's the way gone be

Now they play Nelly like I was,
Now she all on my 'cuz she heard I rock parties
Smoke more than Dadi 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
Jealous when they come to hit, 'tics get many
'Cuz I'm the boss and the way it's gone be

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

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

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

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

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

Now tell me why wanna watch me now?
And the, fly honeys wanna me now
And them playin' hatin' fellas tryin' to hunt me
But they always on my jock I come around

I hit the spot and keeps it hot I lays 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 is talkin' that about the yics?
Somebody jealous 'cuz they got hit
But ain't else droppin' hits like this
Should we apologize? Naw never, leave 'em

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

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

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