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the way I push you away, Ya! 
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today 
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya!
(Welcome back to the ghetto)

(Spice 1)
Still livin' day by day and thug niggas don't play
Niggas thirty years old still out here slangin' yay
Goin' dub for
Tell me, please, what little girls are made of
Sugar and spice and all things nice
But we can bleed for a whole week straight
Every month,
to the kick drop in with the click
And with no rehearses I'm dropping funky verses
Stupid with the bit that you think you are relying on
You love it when it
to the kick drop in with the click
And with no rehearses I'm dropping funky verses
Stupid with the bit that you think you are relying on
You love it when it
to drop, stop

You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe'
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl
I'm untryable, undeniable
Won't be held
then swallow
I hope you vomit, won't call no names cause that's not my job
It just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are
But if you
sugar, boys are spice
Mix 'em up, you pay the price
Never thinkin'
What you sacrificed

And now it's just too late
So how can you complain
That
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake

It's
good in da devilz eyez
But I preach to I'm 
Be dat same, Nigga put da heat to I'm

Askin E Dub what da fuck you wan do to I'm

[E-Dub]
E-Dub
devilz eyez
But I preach to I'm 
Be dat same, Nigga put da heat to I'm
Askin E Dub what da fuck you wan do to I'm

[E-Dub]
E-Dub and Ja
An eye for
to pass by
Lookin at the hourglass, I
See how fast time fly
I keep a strong will to live
I be a old man with a lotta game to give
I'll make the kids do
to the kick drop in with the click
And with no rehearses I'm dropping funky verses
Stupid with the bit that you think you are relying on
You love it when it
then swallow
I hope you vomit, won't call no names cause that's not my job
It just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are
But if you
I push you away, Ya! 
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today 
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya! 
Hey!
vomit, won't call no names 'cause that's not my job
It just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are
But if you don't you never will, you just
Drive by shootings, homicide
Nobody cares about the mother who cried
A family's grief stepped on by ratings
Understand why I keep hating

It makes no
the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm nice girl, youse a Wannabe
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice girl
I'm untry-able,
I pop this Cris

Yeah, girl, it's the D O dub
How you feel on the real? I wanna be yo' thug
Now I wanna treat it like it's never been treated
Mix it
the way I push you away, Ya! 
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today 
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya!
on the beep, beep, beep
Fill a, nigga to the rim like brim
Do a drive-by while I'm suckin' on a Endo stem
Mix Hennesey with Thunderbird, Gin and juice
I'm
family
Who doesn't live anymore in good harmony
They are people who love their daughter and son
They try to give them religion

Little Billy likes his
little girls...)


CHORUS:

Me and my girls are takin' over

Ya better know

There's nothing that we can't do

When it comes to standin' up

And defendin'
Do they know the deal about us? I don't think they do
Because they ask who are, we what are you new?
We're the double Ices on the rhyme,
the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm nice girl, youse a Wannabe
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice girl
I'm untry-able,