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When I through my uh!! in it I it
around, make you ask who did it
Forget your pride go
My stank make you wonder who shitted
Whoa kitty
Got a from 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 they go nuts
Sweat all night it smell like must
So busta what's to
I don't know but boy up (throw it up, throw it up girl)
Boy you
I got a bitty from the city and my hair pretty
Oh you
No and you gonna get it

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

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

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

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