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Daddy]
Ladies and
(Come on throw your hands in the air this one time)
One-two, this thing on right
(We gonna stop)
Can hear me out there?
(And we want one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
and gentleman without further adieu
(It's our time)
I'd to introduce to you, my bitch

[Lil'
Fuck that, bitches deserve to rap
I'm back, and I'm about to murder
Trying to take my crown, I letting that go down
I cop the pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
You broke need to throw in the towel
Life's a wheel of and y'all can't buy a vowel
Who me? none of your concern
Like in the urn, more money to burn
Damn my ass is firm, stay from germs
Pussy flawless, get wetted in
If you only knew Aaliyah
How your man be me and stalking me
he fucking you he see me
Every crack or record he sell I get a piecey
Easy, me, my words is credible
Ask Nat huh, I'm unforgettable
let the QB get a hold of your guy
Sex him well, get him high, he might around and die

1 - [Lil'
I guess you know by now who's one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn where I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better again
(Number one)
you can't win
(You win)

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Your so called vendetta was light like feathers
Even with an umbrella, you can't stop my
I on to bigger and better things
Y'all still minimum wage
First on stage, like the I graze
Leave you
And the fifth by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is ass holes
Still trying to recoup from the album ass holes
a gangster, prove it
Wanna me, do it
That's word than McGuire
I'll set that ass on
That's how you with barbed wire
Carve my name in face
Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas
Y'all chicks blind, I shine like polyeurotheme
butter cre
That's the gleam of drugs baby codeine
Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows
is satisfactory return them to the factory
I mean practically, the shit is for me
bear, finally out of hibernating
Here to tell you chicks to tailgating

1 (2x)

[Lil'
It's the
tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
I've been in shit since Biz hit the, one-two
left to do
Move it in there, ceilings
Don't come to my house, it might hurt feelings
P Diddy introduced me to the side
Fired me a few mill and a of oil spills
That's how we do it, you is no thrill
Doin' it Flinstones style, car with no
Still on tricycles, riding
Our diamonds be so they look like icicles
I'm sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts
On the countdown, make me laugh
Got my own company, I'm chief of the
They say we twins I'm the better half
I'm nasty worse Howard Stern
This court is
And now your turn bitch

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[Puff
Can you me?
I just know if y'all can feel me
I just wanna know if y'all can me out there
It's not a game, we're
And this time we're not going
Number one, that's my
Recognize! Ya me?
Yeah, yeah,