[mr. man] yo, everybody get down [boobonic] yo, you can't be mad at us man we just doin what you doin; you know, doin us niggaz wanna hate and all that shit man [mr. man] everybody get down [boobonic] there's a lot of money out here; get your hands on it uhh, uhh, most wanted - you got to lay down, come on I'm that nigga who you wanna be not y'all record deal, hot cars, only f*** pop stars (whoo) radikal bitches, tongue pierced and the pussy if i fall for the bitch let me fall don't push me hatin' ass nigga don't have a slick side caught his eye lookin' my chain cause he don't dickride niggaz ain't cool with bonic niggaz fear me and talk through the song so they bitch don't hear me whattt! let me find out niggaz jealous hot yo, the best controllers what can you tell us we h-o-t b-o-y-s taught you the shit you know, so why test us don't follow me that shit'll break your neck this week alone nigga i done ate your check let my checkbook determine if i'm playin' in vain when you niggaz boo it's cool cause you sayin' my name come on! [chorus: kelis] is it the way i live and i got what you tryin' a get or do i look so good that you don't know what to do-oo is it the way i live and i got what you tryin' a get or do i look so good that you don't know what to do-oo [mr. man] the cops don't wanna see my cl6 they wanna frisk me and young with this dough i get they wanna twist me you love mr. "hi" oh now you wanna kiss me either dead or me doing a bit, you gone miss me no can say or its too much love cause i'm richer when i used to push them things i flip quicker niggaz wanna twist cause boobonic and mr are cuttin big brothers and f*** they little sister i hear most wanted this and most wanted that mr. dead broke (and what else) mr. can't rap follow mr. home with this gun on my lap and all that frontin' for your boys will get you one in your back ain't my fault that my dough comes fast and yours slower exhale like whitney houston and look lower and i'm next to the boat and the cocaine rowers +sea+ +red+ when i split your head just like noah, nigga! [chorus] [boobonic] yo, lee mr. a nigga couldn't hear me a price i'll catch a bullet for him like my chain of the rice spit every last round i done gone for and kill you the listener if you come for die for the nigga that's my dog forever ho's be like damn why y'all always together two things that i never had us be rich and that's you and another ass bitch (mr. man) boobonic don't feed man i'll talk shit for you tell you take cover i swear get hit for you get stitched up come back and spit for you bring hot heels that make the shit boil ride for you homie till our bodies hit the soil won't die for you they got it fuc*** up like chicks that need a perm their clit get touched up peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up (what) [kelis: repeat 4x] haters, hate on cause i'm a do what the f*** is asked [boobonic] you know, niggaz don't want none man anybody move closer i'm telling you one thing i'm ghetto no holster you niggaz don't want no beef man i'm ruby for that shit for real f*** you niggaz man i love bitches money and traveling and you niggaz ain't experienced that, you know (get down and lay down) you niggaz ain't experienced that man y'all don't know what the f*** money is man money is when your bank account is the banks amount motherfucker you niggaz got stashes, i stash money overseas nigga, you don't want none, i'm a gangster man i'll take over your corner dressed in a suit and niggaz wanna reach i lean and sharp shoot
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