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M.i.s.s.i.

Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day

Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day

Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day

Ah ah, word up, this shit gon' be ill

Raw like sushi

Love paper like Ricky love Lucy

Pop collars, L got heat

Fifteen years, I'm thorough on the street

Flood the rap game with product

That bullshit video, I don't know why you shot it

The biggest l of them all, 'Hollis to Hollywood'

And I still play the wall, y'all's get the balls motherfucker

Duke fold like singles

Bass from my joint make your clitoris tingle

That's my word scrams, stupid ass in the club

You buy a bitch a drink, now you falling in love

I gave y'all the love game you thought I was soft

Now you whining like a bitch over some broad you lost

Playboy Bunny got you feeling all crummy

Y'all niggaz want the honey all we want is the money

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

I had a bad shooby-doobie for ya

Down in Georgetown fucking with the hoyas

Looking for a darkskin chocolate chick

Bowlegged with a perm and the ass was thick

Blacker the berry, well you know the rest

She got the most rhythm, she ride the best

Talking midnight black, nappy hair with peas in the back

Scratch my pipe up every time I hit that

She don't look Hawain, she not Puerto Rican

No disrespect mami, but tonight l creeping

With the darkest honey I could find

Can't hit a light-skinned dime all the time

Get your black ass over here, you out your mind?

I'll turn Halle Berry down for you anytime

Black queen, dark and lovely, sipping on my bubbly

First you got to love yourself, then you can love me

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

I still love you light skin, I'll pimp y'all too

When I cruise through your hood girl, whatcha gon' do?

I heard only pretty boys get to run with you

Topless in my six now, is that really true?

Baby look at you, your whole yellow crew

Cute baby face but look at what you 'bout to do?

Si'l vous plais ma cherie, merci beaucoup

When my joint up in her mouth, she like, "You speak French too?"

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I, come on

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I, come on

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter

I think I want to hump-that I

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