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Lyricist: Xzibit
| Song: | Hey Now Mean Muggin |  
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| Year: |  | Length: | 265 sec |  Lyrics: 
 Oh! C'mon! Oh! Ah! C'mon!
 I'm a - menace to society baby (Ohhh)
 The police wanna relocate me
 They running with gun up but they can't fade me
 They wanted to come up but they ain't crazy (Ohhh)
 I ride one in the chamber, with gun on cock
 '6-tre Chevrolet rollin without no top
 Got them hydraulics that's dumping, making it drop
 California to Virginia, Timmy making it hot (WOOO!!!)
 Taking long rides in the G4 plane
 X Man to the stage, got 'em going insane (Yeah)
 Got the world saying my name
 I'm 'bout to make a little change, I'mma keep it the same, ya dig
 X to the Z baby, run up on you hitting corners
 Phantom platinum grill, c'mon
 X be the life of the party
 Don't be scared girl, reach out and touch somebody
 
 Can you feel the speakers jumping? (Yeah!)
 Other guys be rhymin' but they don't say nothing (Yeah!)
 Muggin' in the club like they wanna do something (Yeah!)
 Feeling kinda rowdy huh? Hey now, hey now! (Slow down!)
 All the girls mean muggin' (Yeah!)
 Cause they musta seen what the girl pulled up in (Woah!)
 In the club like they wanna do something (Yeah!)
 Feeling kinda rowdy huh? Hey now, hey now! (Slow down!)
 
 Hey girl! (Hey girl)
 Look where I live: (Yeah)
 40 acres and a Maybach Benz
 You wanted to party but I got biz
 This ain't entertainment, I'm feeding my kid
 On a 405 in the carpool lane
 Gotta hit some corners, I'm riding the caine
 Wanna ride out to a island and tan your frame
 And just waste away a couple of days, holla back at me!
 Look where I bat
 Make the crowd get loud like the sound of a gat
 L.A. on my baseball hat
 Where they running right up on you in that black on black
 So move - better - bounce like a mother
 When brother got Mass Weapons of war with each other
 X gettin big, not ready to die yet
 My militant mindset got you running for cover, so yo!
 
 Can you feel the speakers jumping? (Yeah!)
 Other guys be rhymin' but they don't say nothing (Yeah!)
 Muggin' in the club like they wanna do something (Yeah!)
 Feeling kinda rowdy huh? Hey now, hey now! (Slow down!)
 All the girls mean muggin' (Yeah!)
 Cause they musta seen what the girl pulled up in (Woah!)
 In the club like they wanna do something (Yeah!)
 Feeling kinda rowdy huh? Hey now, hey now! (Slow down!)
 
 I'm the life of the party
 I got a moon roof! We poppin up out of
 Look at the whole world! They talking about us
 I got a mean hook! To rattle yo body
 
 I wanna, talk a little, pick ya brain (Yeah)
 Wanna see you in something little, walk around the plane (Yeah)
 I got a lot to gain
 Getting my label off the ground like David Blaine
 So now, what you know bout me?!
 I'm a self made man from poverty
 Yeah! Now I own a lot of property
 I 'pimp rides,' lifestyles, and companies, so yo
 Now let me spit you the facts:
 I used to hustle the corner, but I ain't bringing you that
 Nah! I'm like swinging a bat
 Run at yo kneecaps for comin' out ya face like that
 Baby girl touching my chain (Come on)
 Now let me tell you who I ain't (Come on)
 You can't run no games
 (I'm gangster, baby ain't nothing changed)
 
 Can you feel the speakers jumping? (Yeah!)
 Other guys be rhymin' but they don't say nothing (Yeah!)
 Muggin' in the club like they wanna do something (Yeah!)
 Feeling kinda rowdy huh? Hey now, hey now! (Slow down!)
 All the girls mean muggin' (Yeah!)
 Cause they musta seen what the girl pulled up in (Woah!)
 In the club like they wanna do something (Yeah!)
 Feeling kinda rowdy huh? Hey now, hey now! (Slow down!)
 
 
		
		
	
 
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