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What's up

[lil'
goes out uh huh
It out uh huh
To all the b huh? what?
got something to say ya'll
him out
This is the lil' man speaking now
Yo kick it

If it's to be made i guess i'm the printer
If ice to be rocked i guess i'm the winner
You know my crew not the pretender
One in a million aaliyah
Burn gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, snares
like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences like a newborn
You must be on some new and
Lyrically i murder tracks, put two in a
Tell me, who mo'
Catch me in the studio, doing a do
me 10 minutes, i'll hook you up with joint that's mean
>from new york, va to cali, all in between

Timbo i bowed it down in no
And every that i flow
You i get it on
Timbo, i bowed it down in no
And every that i flow
I get it on

[lil'
Can you get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

I'm the top nigga, nigga, hot nigga, yo (yo)
Shit that i dropped, nigga, whoa (whoa)
the futuristic unpredicted by the psych (uh huh)
Either nigga's vibe or make shit light (whew)
Hip to the hop i came in the do' (what?)
Missy platinum then i came in some mo' (what?)
Aaliyah, ginuwine, mag and two o's (uh huh)

Outside on coko and total
wanna buy the man for real
Got warrrents beats and to kill
nigga, and i'm ill
Don't believe me? the back of your hand and feel

I'm burnin' up, yo, stop my flow
I'm up, ya'll can't stop my dough
Im up, up top and down south they know
When it come to beats i don't play, yo
I get it on

[lil'
Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now point 'em out, (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Now gon' point 'em out, check it

I come sweeter than a two seater
Have pockets wide open, have you spendin' on friends
It ends, expensive indeed
the c's, lavish habits love the carats
Nigga's mad weaves
Spendin' ain't nuthin'
Nigga's who frontin'
And pretend ya gettin' old
Nigga, we let you know, diamond
Platinum rolex's with the in it
Money to burn, nigga when you learn
automatic, now i realize i gotta have
Lifestyles of the rich, fly assed bitch
There's a to be ripped, i got the hot shit
Check the whip, i'm banging my land to my six
Had you screamin' at the show saying a hit
I got the gift and nigga's know i'm for this
Eyes closed, lips sealed, and for the kiss

& lil' man]
And i ya'll we won't miss, what?

[lil
Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Point 'em out,

Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out, yeah (um hmm)

Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out, uh (um hmm)

Can he get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out nigga (um hmm)
Now 'em out, what?

Now let's ride, boo

Yo,
People don't how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even i understand
You know people always to bite you
And stuff like you
You da man now
I mad at cha
Play on