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Missy: When I threw my uh in it, I split it Mess around, make you ask who did it Forget your pride, go admit My stank butt make you wonder who shitted Whoa there, kitty Got a fitty from the city, got a minute, now I'm chillin' (Talk to me now) No time, you silly Fakin' me like you When they play this in the club, they go nuts Sweat all night 'til it smell like must So Busta what's to discuss? I don't know, but boy, what's up (Throw it up, throw it up, girl) Boy, you pretty I got a bitty from the city and my hair looking pretty Oh you didn't No bullshit and you gonna get it Busta: Yo, I'm a get it and give it to all y'all Hopin' you niggas is ready for another free fall Overall, niggas need to get up off the wall If they wanna brawl, Missy, give me a call Yo, not at all every time I raid the rift Before we bust yo' ass, better plead the fifth Shut your mouth, you niggas talk to much in my house Me and Missy, let's get this money, that's what I'm talkin' about Then you come, nigga, wanna be down Shootin' your load, I hope you know we got the rebound Real quick break, fool, know we blow your mind Off the hook, nigga, fix your telephone line When we come through, tell me what you gonna do Give me my money quick, so then I can thank you Word is born, you knowin' I only get better Every time supafly dangerous elements get together She's Mrs. Supafly He's Mr. Dangerous And if you bust, then they gonna bust And one of us gonna have to duck She's Mrs. Supafly He's Mr. Dangerous

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