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The Count
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Maliibu Miitch
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Hit 'em with that penicillin, make 'em feel it (Make 'em feel it) {Verse] 1, never let a nigga see ya sweat 'Cause all they wanna do is see a real bitch stress 2, make sure when you walking, breaking necks Show 'em how to move when you walking with ya set 3, curve a nigga, leave him in a wreck You playing chess, not checkers, hit 'em with a check 4, make a nigga give you a respect Better kick him to the left if he running with the next 5, let that nigga try to make it work Now he wanna nag, he tell that oussy lift the skirt 6, now you living large Whipping out the porsche with the four door garage Rolling like the mob, changing yo facade 7, quick to smack a bitch with a Mac-11 Always been the wavy living loopy Makaveli Catch ya mans in the corner hating, acting jealous 8, told ya mama now you chilling with the felons Ride or die, do it dirty, talking like the fellas 9, now you pretty clever, light like a feather Shots pop off, hoping that don't mess ya sweater up Run down queen, make that hoe come out her leather 10, I bet they never wanna see Miitch again {Chorus] Now you're nobody till somebody kills you And you ain't popping off if nobody feels you And we give 'em no options, they in the rearview You be talking all that ra-ra, we know the real you Now you're nobody till somebody kills you And you ain't popping off if nobody feels you And we give 'em no options, they in the rearview You be talking all that ra-ra, we know the real you
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