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(Intro: Mystikal)
MAN!! (I ain't never felt like this before)
d***!! I ain't never felt like this before
I AIN'T RIGHT!! f***, this s*** ain't right
Huh, huh, I AIN'T RIGHT!!, huh
s*** ain't right
(Chorus:Mystikal)
I'm thrown off (f***) I'm thrown off
I'm thrown off (huh) I'm thrown off
(Mystikal)
I'm f***** up in the head
but everytime I go on- b****, ran my coat on
b**** gonna taje my clothes off
you n***** are crazy like roaddogs
you can do what you wan' do
and say what you want- just don't play wit' me
go wit'cha flow go, just don't call me b**** ok?
back off, back off!! mind your business
d*** dog, didn't know you were ever gonna drop
n****, soon as i finish, i'm gonna make your m***********'
record store look like it just got broke with a crowbar
i ain't gotta stand up in tihs b****, take your hands on-
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n***** be testin' the streets like d***-birds
then they start day-dreamin', watch my tons and hit curbs
the i f*** my eyes and spit in my face- they got bad nerves
i smoke-funny-ain't l*** and use bad words
but i'm in another revolution- m***********' seem with his a** heard
if you ever in your car and you play my game, throw the password
cause it dosen't rest its head with an exquisite hand and they blast
first
i can't stand my next door neighbor, s i'm here to get a transfer
they won't stay over my grass- fur, i ain't right
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check this part out right here
fe-fi-fo-fum- i smell a sticky n**** roll up one
get back if you ain't got none
if you ain't bout it, then n**** don't come
we tear this b**** everytime we come through
actin' stupid, b****- you know what i do
lookin like i come from artabozoo
where they feed us gumbo and cross-fetch too, huh
i get down because i come up around the checkin line
Kell- stop that f***** track- i'v lost my mind
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hickery-d***ery-dock-get 'em- jump off my c***
b****- get out of my face- hoe- stay out of my pocket,thats right
everytime i come in the kitchen ,b**** you in the kitchen
gettin' fat, eatin all the f*****' food up but ain't washin' the dishes
the f*** you mean do i have something else to drink
you just got through emptyin' the jug out the hands- is the time
that's it-gotta get the f*** out
b**** about to schold your hands to the door
n****, i don't play that s***, better ask somebody
b****-thought you know
(Chorus)
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