what I think it is, huh? (Yeah.) Could it be. [Mo B. Dick & Anita Thomas] Chorus Could it be I'm falling in love again [x4] [Mo B. Dick] I got this
aint gone tell it all *shhh* I?m a cut this boy short cuz my moms was involved (B.G. Talking) [Verse 2] You can put it together it was what it wasnt
It Still Get To It Undisputed Who Would Of Knew It We Stay The Truest Suited And Booted They Aint Doin It Like We Do It Do It!! [Chorus: x2] Its Bone
: Life.... niggas used to come and get me when it was time to disagree with an enemy pass the hennessy it gives me energy packed the gat in the small
Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch." "Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch." "Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch." "Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-B-B-B-Bitch. Bitch-B-Bitch." [
me flip I'mma teach you not to touch my shit [Above While:] [Missy] Hello? [Mo] Hello? [Missy] Who dis? [Mo] It's Mo' [Missy] For Real? [Mo] Hello? [Lil' Mo
know [B] You feel me? When gon' chase it 'til we can't chase it no more So y'all might as well eat this food nigga And it got to be the best of the
: [Wayne] What, wha, wha, wha, wha What, wha, wha, wha, wha Cash Mo-ney Millionairs So take it there [Juvenile] Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow
buy a bottle pop. drop some syrup in it. Get out my waffle house. I live in waynes world, rappers in and hours out, and that's how we do, (do it and hours
a dog pound break up Who could it mo- be This time I'm a jump S*** from DTP If Chingy left than came back Than damn it, why can't she? We gotta think
five and appear in the court dates I won't ride the bike unless it's C B R Wit no tricks but a bitch it'll be on next I'm still wheel handlin, you die
We do it, still get to it, undisputed, who wulda knew it, We still da truest, shrooted, move it, they aint doin it like we do it, do it [Chorus: 2x]
with and half way faded Ain't no wars cause they made it That type of bullshit is outdated But I played it like I laid it My partners have always said that It
party Told a cute groupie, "Bitch meet me in the lobby" You know how we do it, told her bring all her friends Next weekend we gonna do it all again I said it
trying to throw that thang On any young nigger with some ends A mobile phone and a drop top benz Take it from me, see 'cause I know what it's about Kick a big fat dick
gotta cut it, roll it, light it, pass And me and Bubba gettin' crunk in the club With a tape full of Bud in a champagne glass Puttin' it down for the B
I aint forgot that Yungstar wreck the mic, that Screw done wrecked it up so you know they aint gone like, how we did it its that boys B-day, I came what
in the making It's goin down, talk to 'em, Preem [DJ Premier cuts and scratches] "Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin wit Primo, it-it-it's, it's goin down
