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Muah baby, you know who it is, the kiss of death
If the world was sucka free, it just be me and my niggaz left
I ain't neva scared, I got big hammers
on a brand new six,
La la la la la la la la la la
I just taught my young boys how to mix,
La la la la la la la la la la
Ye ain't seen paper like this nigga.
best friend say she want a dude like me (Like Me)
So we took em both to the beach (to the beach)
Me and the boy Lloyd (boy Lloyd) Threw em on Jet Skis
we took em both to the beach (to the beach)
Me and the boy Lloyd (boy Lloyd) threw em on Jet Skis (Skiiiis)
Then to the suite cause I know how
Uh
Yeah
Diddy
Cheri Dennis
Bad Boy
La Familia
The saga baby

Before I met you couldn't take stress
'Cause after BIG died my nigga Mase less
I left
Girl I'm like a tool grab me and use me
Where do you want me by the fireplace or the jacuzzi

I never slipped yo I got my grip like a handle
ya like a ba-by
You got me thinkin' about ya, dreaming 'bout ya
Crazy!
What you wanna do do do?
It's just me and you, you, you
What ya doin?

In
the Wall from Philadelphia, the room
Picture me ay
entrepreneur with my nigga D-A
Rockin tours and we still young boys
They got bitches, they got some
Fulton, or Clayton
Muah baby, you know who it is, the kiss of death
If the world was sucka free, it just be me and my niggaz left
I ain't neva scared, I got
the forty cal' is full and I'm waitin'
No matter which county I'm in DeKalb, Cobb, Fulton, or Clayton
Muah baby, you know who it is, the kiss of death
If
the forty cal' is full and I'm waitin'
No matter which county I'm in DeKalb, Cobb, Fulton, or Clayton
Muah baby, you know who it is, the kiss of death
If
me just move with ya' boy
Got shit poppin' like always you know so enjoy

Don't make yourself at home got big meat on the grill
Ladies and homies all
faded
I don't know why they hate us
Is it our ladies
Or our drop Mercedes
Baby, baby

I was in one bedroom, dreaming of a million
Now I'm in beach houses,
the forty cal' is full and I'm waitin'
No matter which county I'm in DeKalb, Cobb, Fulton, or Clayton
Muah baby, you know who it is, the kiss of death
If
door open 
so a nigga can come in there real slow.
Yeah.

You got a job, I got a life, you got a man, I got a wife
Baby girl, baby boy, that's
sending me flicks
Girls sending me kicks
Been in some shit
Had to tap a chin with a fist
When the ?
Begin with a stich
End in a kiss
So yo so I blend in
like rhymes leavin' ya stung
I got my own crew called the nasal tongue

Yo take a few of these be-boys and call me in the mornin'
(Okay)
Keep it
Livin' in America 
Oh, I knock down walls with big iron balls 
And I mix cement by the ton 
With me tongue hangin' out for a bottle of stout 
Sweatin'
Bad Boy shit 
we come to bring it to why'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever 
Black Rob 

If you want to dance, we dance 
Verse One: Mase
sending me flicks
Girls sending me kicks
Been in some shit
Had to tap a chin with a fist
When the ?
Begin with a stich
End in a kiss
So yo so I blend in
somebody else I know

Bitch boy you can suck my sack
An' after that you can kiss my ass crack
And freaks, you ain't all that
Titties ain't shit but sacks are
[Intro:]
Yeah!
It's Major Pain, baby
Knahtalkinbout?
Ha, Ha
Ight, let me get serious
KOOPA!

[Chorus: x2]
I come through and show em how to do it
made her a drink
Blew her a kiss, as I sat down, she smiled and winked
Stood up, grabbed my hand, what up, slid ya boy to the bedroom
Popped
believe the year was 1966
A young brother was brought up in the mix...
and ever since that day was born
like a mother from a baby, he could never be torn
Like you got a missile, boy, you know this'll
Be fun, I put my hand up on my gun
He tried to cut me on run, huh - but yo, I'm not the one
Flexin up