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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 butt make you wonder who shitted
Whoa there
Got a fitty from the 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 'till it like must
So busta to discust?
I don't know but boy up (throw it up, throw it up girl)
Boy you
I got a from the city and my hair looking pretty
Oh you
No bullshit and you get it

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

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

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

[busta
Yo supafly 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 nigga blow the spot up you ask who did it
Contact everytime I touch a
Freak out wiggle your funny bone and bounce yo
see me in the back (who dat? )
You don't my name I'm knowin motherfucker (true dat)
You wack you better improve your
When I bounce on beats might abuse your shit
Make music so I can lose your
So hide when I finish make you wanna press for
see the dj cuttin' it up
Bringin' it back the track you know we fuckin it up
Got you it up
My nigga out, make you ill out
And watch all of the moet out