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[Chorus:]
You think you know me but you have no idea
Act like you bout it
Well lemme put this in your ear
If you really bout it
Do like a fus like you don't care
If you bout it
I dont doubt it
Show me that you sure bout it (bout it)
[Yung Joc:]
Ill get your mind off ties
Cause the hustla don't stop
If your girl don't chew then my name ain't Joc
The money don't flip then the block ain't hot
If she don't scream your name then your game just shot
I gotta couple reasons you can call me the boss
Ill drop a couple stacks and watch your ass get lost
Joc the real shit Shorty bes believe that
If you ain't ride till die
Bring them car keys back
Take your foot off the brake
Baby gon ride out
If them suckas wanna hate Put um in time out
I get that cake you'll soon find out
If you ever cross me you'll get crossed out
[3LW:]
I've seen it before in a rhyme and a roll
Come and catch up with me baby don't stop
Get to the floor whatchu waiting for
Cause we can ride b straight to the top
Wayy too long and now its the time to show um all that is not a game
Cause I dont care what im lookin like
HATA BİLDİR
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