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When I through my uh!! in it I it
Mess around, you ask who did it
Forget your pride go
My stank butt make you wonder who
Whoa there
Got a fitty the city got a minute now I'm chillin (talk to me now)
No time you
Fakin me like you vanilli
When they play this in the club go nuts
Sweat all 'till it smell like must
So what's to discust?
I don't know but boy up (throw it up, throw it up girl)
Boy you
I got a bitty the city and my hair looking pretty
Oh you
No and you gonna get it

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Yo, I'm a get it and it to all y'all
Hopin' you is ready for another free fall
Overall need to get up off the wall
If they wanna brawl missy give me a
Yo, not at all everytime I raid the
Before we bust yo' ass better the 5th
your mouth you niggas talk to much in my house
Me and missy lets get this money thats what I'm talkin
you come nigga wanna be down
Shootin' your load I hope you know we got the
Real quick break fool know we blow your
Off the hook nigga fix telephone line
When we come through tell me what you do
Give me my money so then I can thank you
Word is born you knowin' I get better
Everytime dangerous elements get together

She's mrs.
mr. dangerous
And if you bust then they bust
And one of us gonna to duck

When I play in my jeep you'll see
How beat, rumble under my feet (under my feet, yeah)
Go ahead, you
If you then I get cute too
Go missy I got many so many men I got plenty (what what)
I ain't kindin, dance alone why don't you dance wit me
When I bumped this one the left they go
Bust yo ear until none left (till none left)
Whoa there busta, don't like us, they don't love us well fuck em
Oh you silly you don't kill me you don't me, boy you illin
We dealin
If no drinks then we chillin

[busta
Yo supafly let me hit me and missy we gonna get all up in it
All in a get wit it
I was young gettin' babysitted
A nigga the spot up make you ask who did it
Contact everytime I touch a
Freak out wiggle your bone and bounce back yo
Nigga see me in the back (who )
You don't my name I'm knowin motherfucker (true dat)
You wack you improve your shit
When I bounce on beats lyrics abuse your shit
Make so I can lose your mind
So when I finish make you wanna press for wine
Nigga see the dj it up
Bringin' it back rippin' the track you we fuckin it up
Got you it up
My nigga chill out, you ill out
And all of the moet spill out