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When I my uh!! in it I split it
around, make you ask who did it
Forget pride go admit
My stank butt make you wonder who
Whoa kitty
Got a fitty the city got a minute now I'm chillin (talk to me now)
No you silly
me like you milli vanilli
When they play this in the club they go
Sweat all 'till it smell like must
So what's to discust?
I don't but boy what's 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

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

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

When I play this in my jeep see
How beat, rumble under my feet (under my feet, yeah)
Go ahead, you
If you then I get cute too
Go ahead missy I got many so men I got plenty (what what)
I kindin, dance 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 dealin
If no drinks then we chillin

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