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[Baby] Uh, what`s happenin? What Uptown, New Orleans in this bitch with VA, you understand? With this hot girl, Missy Fuckin with these Uptown Guerillas, you dig? If it don`t make dollars, it don`t make sense Do yo` thing girl
[Missy] Y`all don`t wanna gimme my props? I`mma have to lick two shots on my glock Pop-pop the enemy `till he drop Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop Well I won`t stop `till I get up to the top Gotta blow any other state off the block And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pock`s You better gimmie giimme five mics, gimme props Say you sick of my clique and my shit `Cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks Make the whole industry wanna go and bit I say you sit, we sit, I sit While I go shit on a mix like this Say you spit, I spit, we spit But you can`t fuck with a nigga like this Check me out
1 - Hatin` on us but ya can`t resist If you come hard, better come legit We gon` talk shit `cause we confident If you think not, then you bound to sit
Hatin` on us but ya can`t resist If you come hard, better come legit We gon` talk shit `cause we confident We gon` show you so you best believe it
[Missy] Y`all don`t wanna put me on front On the front page, all the shit I don` done? Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit? Let`s talk about the million niggas who bit
It`s only one Timothy from the V. And the whole industry goin` beep-beep Now I gotta go change up my beats So another nigga won`t duplicate me
Yeah I got styles, got shows, videos And my shows, it grows, it grows And I sing, I flow, I blows And I know y`all niggas know When I come swift with the one-two kick If ya got a blunt, got a light, got it lit Yeah, don`t stop, won`t stop, won`t quit And I made 1.6 admit, check me out
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[B.G.] I`m that nigga that tote them AK`s B.G. is what they call me I be in them project hallways Beef with me, you gon` be sorry Me and my niggas`ll shut yo` block down We got K`s so, put them glocks down You scared to come outside Them Hot Boys got you on lock-down This nigga here from CMB Roll with a clique about 20 deep Cause I made a mill`, it don`t mean I ain`t gonna keep it real with my peeps All I have is thugs in my clique All my nigga`s, they come off the street Now all of a sudden hoe`s on my dick Cause I`m on BET and MTV
[Juvenile] It ain`t no secret, this nigga be project Getting paid, that`s what`s my object Ain`t none of you nigga`s gon` stop this Cause I`m `bout makin` a profit I`m all about getting it locked, dog Don`t wanna be on the block, yo Cause bitches be makin` them tye calls While I be makin` drop offs Mannie Fresh, he hooked me up too To the playa hater`s I say, fuck you You needs to worry `bout you Instead of what to not do Juvenile don` hooked up with Missy Bitches gon` hate me, bitches gon` dis me Alota you nigga`s gon` miss me I`mma be here, you gon` be history
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[Missy] If you come hard, better come legit (Say what? Oh, ah huh) If you come hard, better come legit (Oh, uh) We gon` show you, so you best believe
[Timbaland] What, uh What, what What, what What, what What, what Um hmm, Hot boys It`s all gravy Missy Timbaland We out Gimme that Gimme that Oh, gimme that Gimme that Gimme that, gimme that Gimme that gimme that, gimme that Oh, yeah
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