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This that new fire, man! Darkchild! Disturbing Tha Peace! Shareefa! Here's another one, Luda! I told 'em we just gettin' started, man Hey yo, I don't think they really understand what this is Bring that back! Hey, Shareefa, where you at, baby? Let's go!
Come with it, need somebody that's real gangsta Ain't a toy soldier, a real gangsta Playa, holdin' me down like an anchor I need a pappy, somebody I call daddy Hustla, any hood he's a boss-a Trapper, under the rugs he got stacks-a Never see movies, don't like them actors That's just what I go after, that's what I need
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin' 'Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin' like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! You know that kills me I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin' 'Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin' like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me crazy
(Ayo Darkchild, bring that back!) Stop it, anything I want I cop it I just want somebody to get fly with I got what I need, but can you top it? Yes, I'm a hot chick, somebody you can ride with Got hips, all the boys want me to drop it So thick niggas be buggin', I own it I may be young but I know what I want If you show me, baby, you can get on, so come on That's just one of the things I need Only one I'm pleasing is me Unpredictable, yeah, that's me I can't help it, that's so sexy
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin' 'Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin' like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! You know that kills me I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin’ (You know I be buggin’) ‘Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin’ like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me crazy
I'm the number one hustler of the century, s-s-see me in your dreams I'm the boss of all bosses, k-k-king of all kings I'm your favorite rapper's idol, I been had the title Call me hot sixteen with more verses than the Bible Fifteen bank accounts, ten different bi'nesses Five different lawyers, tell 'em what the bi'ness is I live down the block, was raised up the street Want beef? I'll do like summertime and raise up the heat I'm the leader of the pack, plus I'm still in the slums Man, I was 'Built Ford Tough', I'm as real as they come But fake thugs love to hate, some punks be ice grillin' me 'Cause I g-g-got assets, no liabilities Now to infinity, grown women be feelin' me And they ain't got nuttin' to lose but they virginities Still the lova-lova, so give me a couple rubbers I'll get 'em in a room, and Luda will make 'em stutter like-
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin' 'Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin' like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! You know that kills me (Yeah, you know I need a boss in my life) I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin' 'Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up (Somebody who see me trying and trying to do right) I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin' like HEY! (Hey, hey, hey) Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me crazy (You drive me crazy, baby) I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin' 'Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin' like HEY! (I need a, I need a-) Tossin' dough like HEY! You know that kills me I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin' 'Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up ( like what?) I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin' like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me crazy
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