Killer, Jim Jones
My man DJ Nasty in the house tonight

(Hey lady)
I know you heard me in British rob
But I get you bracelets till
Ya wrist is throbbed just kissed the nob
And put your meat on my
Stick like a shish-ka-bob (Hey lady)
Out mingalin', heard that I blingy-bling
But I run the circus like ring-a-ling
I'm the king of things, and your man
He a homo like jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
(Lady)
That's life, hit 'em with the pow-ping
Pow, pow, 45 loud thing
Look wild thing, I do wild things
Make China stretch like Yoa Ming (Hey lady)
Ching chong like a higher Chow Main
I buy lango ma, I don't need a nickel, naw
Oh, you tickled, Ma? 'Cause your nipples, huh
Commin' through your shirt
Nearly ripped your bra (Hey lady)
I see the hate in your eyes
Damn them boys is too fly's
The way we roll up, rims all
Swoll up, ice all froze up, sing
(Hey) and while you're actin' surprised
Like we dough sellin' pies
They way we hold up, Papi
Hole up, Mami, roll up, sing
(Hey lady) i know a school in work
But you need to schooled in work
Put my two to work, I feelin' your shoes
Your purse
You get low on dough, the few the first
(Hey lady)
I don't need you high like I'm high
But shit, I need you fly like I'm fly
Fresh, Louis Vuitton ankle
Pastel, Louis Vuitton rainbow (Hey lady)
Threw on the Kango, threw on Durango's
Not from the 'nati
But through on the Bengals
Moved on an angle, like a baler matador
The two gon' tango (Hey lady)
Shake your body, Mami, move your body, hottie
It's true on kamikaze, I'm movin' a Maserati
They all polly polly, voo, boy, dolly dolly
I don't talk like the swolly, Mami
(Hey lady) i see the hate in your eyes
Damn them boys is too fly's
The way we roll up, rims all
Swoll up, ice all froze up, sing
(Hey) and while you're actin' surprised
Like we dough sellin' pies
They way we hold up, Papi
Hole up, Mami, roll up, sing
(Hey lady) lady, dry your panties
Damn, she wanna right her family
Tell 'em Nad, I'm a dyper dandy
And I got all type of candy
What's that? Victoria Secret
Here's Lapearla, come, peep it
This lingerie that you could honor A
Wonder woman, woo, wee, go on play
Like Cam' watch, like Cam' ring
Like Cam' chain, like Cam' bling
Heard Cam' sing, if a damn fling
Goddamn mam', not a damn thing (Hey lady)
I see the hate in your eyes
Damn them boys is too fly's
The way we roll up, rims all
Swoll up, ice all froze up, sing
(Hey lady)
And while you're actin' surprised
Like we dough sellin' pies
They way we hold up, Papi
Hole up, Mami, roll up, sing
(Hey)

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Writer(s): DUANE STACY BRIDGEFORD, I.N.F.O., JOSEPH JONES, NOVA