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[feat. LL Cool J] [Hook:] You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) [Busta Rhymes:] It's getting warm in here; lemme roll my sleeves up You Fettuccine Alfredo niggas is gas I respect your effort, but I'm afraid your ass is trash Funny but I always seem to have the last laugh And bag a bitch with the potato bag ass Yesterday I was quiet and made the ass glad Today I dropped another heater and it made they ass mad Fuckers, we have got it in a bag and in the stash Then do the shit that make the bitches act bad See this moment is addictive motherfucker How I kill shit, they say, "he a vindictive motherfucker" I see the way niggers be hating when I get in the spot They bitches be hallucinating when I spit SongtexteAin't no replacement when I quit so sick Got them singing I'm amazing when I shit When they come and see the movie and they sit They would come to witness it, I was the greatest in the flick This movie has been brought to you by The Conglomerate Uncle L, talk to 'em! [Hook] [LL Cool J:] Ladies love me, I'm on my Breezy Uncle L, future of the funk Without my stamp on it, how this joint gonna bump? Let them taste the vintage, they want a free lunch I guess they don't know we playing ourselves, Trump Our nose in the air looking all stopped up This is the anti-hista-green for the broke pop slut You wanna impress me? Start manning up Say something that sound like you piss standing up You're lucky I made it out, the hood's bad enough Get you for your Gucci, leave your face tatted up Flash back the skunk, el producto blunt More green behind me, the fake gold fronts I ain't drop a verse in like 36 months All I see BS, y'all need to quick stunt Damn, right, like it's Midas when you touch Your career's like a hymen: once it's gone, you're fucked [Hook] [Busta Rhymes:] Now you know it's impossible to stop me now, right? You see I'm back to yoke up the game in a chokehold Put you to shame like the barrel was engraved in your nose hole You gonna bounce to the next groove: I'm back bitch Better get to rethinking your best move Money to get, beating the pavement, gotta go Where passports and visas and bitches waiting in Monaco As I return to handle my biz You know exactly what it is [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania