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mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now will challenge goodie mob
To a game of ghetto tag
When say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

(yeah)
Tlc, the
mob
The synergy of sounds
For the

you wanna do wit it
What it is and what it (what)
Either you bring it (we bring it)
Or you
it gets kinda messy (sometimes)
Out
But we get by (what you wanna do it)
One day at a

I go eat
At house
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or a chain
Or platinum
I maintain
My side i
my pride
Get on my
20 inch
I a brim
Hang my girls
Go to the
Around the
And keep your
The finest
Will still so

Don't even from across the room
You don't know enough about this to
get it on with me
Or hang out I do

Don't even look across the floor
You don't rhyme enough for no tour
To come upon a like me
And that's not a

She's a built plastic
I'm a big man
I old model cars and big sedans
You two doors
Funding clothes and rolls
I sit on the
Sip some and
I the 9
When you're hot ho's
I do sweets while you the lows
Tonight I'm choose 'cause ya chose
It's grown business and I'll run the floor

'cause you ain't ghetto for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too with your money
'cause you ain't ghetto for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you fly enuff for me
And too tight with your money

my baby is still ghetto like hot fries
I come from niggas
And 20/20
his bloodshot eyes
Got turned into
Went from two o's to thirty two
Which is enough to buy a
but nobody knows
Stay in my
Keep my diamonds out of your
You wanna be with player
Got to at my pace
I'm but I can still cum
Over there you're from
If you want some bullshit you better buy you

Shorty where your (shorty)
Shorty where your teeth
Shorty where your nails
Shorty where fake hair
Shorty got the
All up in the
To the 90's girl
You the too
I got your you got the front
It's time we it off in the woods
the bump on them dubs ain't no scrubs
Don't conceal I'm a millionaire
Can you see me gettin' it
I'ma on servin' here like I'm supposed to baby

Don't be my pockets
While I'm recessitatin' topics
Like bring g's where your loot
You're real dumb when you get the boot
What it is my to me
from some of the hardest of streets
Me custom to the club
With of the hardest of beats
it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that I've been through
'cause i'ma keep all the things that I gots to do
Damn it put your ass to work
Comb your head till it hurts

those saints stop
These are the
Take wealth up the street
Or you hurt your throat
You know you're
When you show up in court
For not payin' your support
Or you too for me
You act you're too good to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I shop at bright creek
In the mall where it's steep and
I out in bank head
You buckhead
Your favorite color is hot
I love that