it (bout it) Nigga this, nigga that, we do this, we do that Talkin' that shit'll get yo' wig blew back You knew that, we do that, like it's 'sposed to
it like it's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it'
back that ass up on you? (50 cent) ooh, baby i like it, i like it when i work that ass, that ass (50 cent) baby i like it, i like it when you put it
I'm livin', what they talkin' 'bout? I'm shinin' if it dark or not That one hundred DX double R, you'll find that in the parkin' lot You barkin' up the
him It's Hov the Hustler, I'm having one hell of a run And you like it All those haters talkin' shit we don't like it No, we love it I got a mommy with
' on 'em Nigga please, this is me, this is real as it be My videos is like real TV That chick, that's me, that six, that's me That boat, I had it on
it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute, pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it
you got a long walk, tryna fit Timbaland's shoes And next up(I believe that's me) And what's your name(D.O.E. on the M-I-C) And where you from(NYC, we
) {verse 2} No Christmas here I'm taking time and a half gotta make that cash even if a nigga gotta drive that cab I'm gonna treat it like a limo didn
it comes to beats, well, I'm a fiend I'd like my sugar with coffee and cream Well, I gotta keep it going keep it going full steam To sweet to be sour
blaze with no ref I Jams mo' than Def baby show me the club I'm like, hey, where that Bacardi at? I'm a mix it with the Cris, baby, what's wrong with that
fuck, niggaz know what's up It's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve It like it ain't about
my Adidas So run like D M C like you don't know you got no heater Well we zippin' around the corner in that golden stankin' Lincoln Got my heat up under
git your life vest or get ate up A's to the S's we K'd up wipe a nigga out for every thing while he laid up GIMME THAT! [Chorus/Bridge] Aint no
up out of that grave, wipin' the dirt, cleanin' my shirt They thought I'd make another illmatic But it's always forward, I'm movin' Never backwards stupid here's another classic C
Tiger Woods but I over stand the mental poison That's even worser than drugs Yo it's poison Ecstasy, coke, you say it's love, it is poison Schools where
s son", across the belly (Lose) I prove you lost already Brace yourself for the main event Y'all impatiently waitin' It's like an AIDS test, what's the results? Not positive, who's
bring it, sing it loud I'm from the Lou and I'm proud Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like