, hey, hey, do ya thang Hey, do ya thang, hey do ya thang Hey, hey, do ya thang, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, do ya thang Hey, do ya thang, hey do ya
(oh) body shaped like an hour glass (ow) ?? (yeah, lets do it ya'll) i wanna get you to myself u n' me and nobodyelse and do the things we do baby there
the V.I.P. And all of the rumours will be bout me If they talking bout me and my D-I-C Then tell 'em I'm the King like T.I.P. When you worth as many millions
on that thing, there is no need for a remix It's CiCi, T.P. we be T-H-E B-E-S-T I, R-I-P every M.C. on late thats SONG, I stop that beat so I can speak
with the culture, rap I can coach ya Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya? Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya Y'all thirteen inches, I see the
t flop, what we just too large (oh) [P. Diddy] Let's get, one thing clear (that's right) Still the same cat who put the flavor in ya ear (c'mon) Still
ya'll with me? (yeah) I said fellas (yeah) Are ya'll with me? (yeah) Why don't you tell the girls what ya'll wanna do Ya wanna (oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ew
why I came here Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) Ya really
(woo) I know the watch botherin ya vision But reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like it's part of ya religion (yeah) [Chorus] - 4X [P. Diddy - talking
get a taste of this A.T.L. style i'm the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time
ain't got to do that There's thing's more important than money I'm talkin' 'bout pride, I'm talkin' 'bout dignity You got it out there All you got to do
And I'm so prestigious I brought my niggas from the hood to the beaches I'm living good gripping wood with all the features Jesus my money straight no creases P P P
on them haters Keep on tryin' me, I'll put that beam right on ya tater Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. be irate Just try to keep him in a cage but some
or the too cheap t-shirt sellers That's making revenue of a name we cherish As I end this letter One more thing you understand your impact on our race Sincerely Wale P
I'm Harlem's only Gagarin Car foreign, the other man stood-stood stutter-fied I know ya moms well -- tell ya mother hi. I'm the other guy that got ya
got a criminal mind Oh, oh, oh C'mon, what? What? What? What? uh, uh These days, I wonder if crime pays Blinded by criminal minded ways Smokin' on ya
a bike Rubber c*** on my b*** so I'm h*** as a kite Red monkeys wit' a crist, twelve hundred to pop And when you walk by I couldn't do nothin' but watch
re-aranger The bitch strangler, a total stranger In your face with this thing aimed at ya Your facin danger, 16 with one up in the chamber Im bout to stain ya
