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In the industry
Why are you watching me
When you should just let me be, Craig

Slicker than your average
Tell me what do you want from me
dodged that badders
In the corner smoking the maddest, BDL
ASBO Britain, the sound of the streets comin' through your aeriel
(Craig David), Big Narstie,
you left all your money on the TV
Can you fill me in

(Can you fill me in)

All they seem to do
Is be checking up on you
Baby

(Craig David)

Watching
you left all your money on the TV
Can you fill me in

(Can you fill me in)

All they seem to do
Is be checking up on you
Baby

(Craig David)

Watching
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
instigated that situation
With Tammy got David kicked out
Suckers tryin' figure my angle,
Puzzled by my shuffle icky wood in the bangles
Adjust my wing rudders
I was born in San Fransisco when the bay was full of cruisers
Where the west wind smells of fishing boats for fifty miles around
My father wore
call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch blue and green diamonds I
the stage hard, now you swimmin' wit sharks
Rappers are cocky, but on the low, I know they watch me
'Cause weapons in my music like I'm El Mariachi
me
'cause weapons in my music like I'm El Mariachi
Or Desperado, pushin at full throttle
Rock till I'm horse/hoarse like broncos from Colorado

"I
and lips
I use battin' rouge to battle crews who don't like the remix
And you just act confused by the way I choose to fuck with a double helix
Cuddle with
There is too much to lose
You can not fill these shoes
I just wanna be famous, but
Be careful what you wish you for

I stuck my dick in this game like
By the time I done got up in the do' all I wanna see is phatty drop to the flo'
Come and bump it for the balla' name Twist', while I sit in V.I.P.
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with
hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with
hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
chain for cheap
We got David and Jacob for them bracelets and rings
Cause our verse in the hood makes their names ring
She take a picture with me
a hyper but a flow 
Let me take you for a cruise and we go to Tahoe 
We can smoke and ride to the remix of "Nice & Slow" 
Ain't no reason to say no, all
documents/
Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight!
I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in front of a Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers!
Potna.

Chorus
"fuck me?" (holla holla)
(Remix) Fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch (Fuck that bitch)
Bitch steady holl'in' ‘bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that bitch

Biotch!
believe that's me 

Aiyyo P get on the mic for the NYC 

P attack you from the metronome 
Catch you in your groove home alone 
Blowin' wit the chrome,