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Or keep it realer, and see me on a iron caterpillar On point like a killer, plus ready, to deliver Type gifted, treat the mic right, or I might rip it
Am The King Of R&B Do U Know What That Means That Means If U Love Yo Chick Don't Bring Her To The VIP Cause I Might Leave With Yo Chick Just Keepin It Real (My Nigga) It
there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies [Hook: The Game] Remix, remix, remix, remix Remix, remix, remix, remix Remix, remix, remix, remix [Verse 18: Bun B
the hundreds, it's doable, I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ Wipe
Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies [Hook: The Game] Remix, remix, remix, remix Remix, remix, remix, remix Remix, remix, remix, remix [Verse 18: Bun B
daddy mentality will make a nigga sick! She ask for you just finna get it for he (r) No matter how much you give he (r), she wants more! I hate to tell
, treat the mic right, or I might rip it Critics dig my style cause I write different, no hype I just kick it, low-lifes, they wanna get it I shine like
U That I Am The King Of R&B Do U Know What That Means That Means If U Love Yo Chick Don't Bring Her To The VIP Cuz I Might Leave Wit Yo Chick Just Keepin It Real It
got 600 mo' mo Brothas that run with 4-4 Pullin a nigga over like he loco Maybe it's just my time god Or is it I'm the crime boss Or I'm just mad that
treat the mic right, or I might rip it Critics dig my style cause I write different, no hype I just kick it, low-lifes, they wanna get it I shine like