(Mr. Man)

Uhh

(Boobonic)

Yeah, Its what I like

Uh huh, yeah yeah

(Mr. Man)

Queue me dawg

(Boobonic)

Yeah, Most wanted baby

(Mr. Man)

Yo,

See I'm a cop' Benz 'til they make edition S-1000 (And)

Buy the mall out while you niggas there browsing

In the latest six coupe, a 120,000

Score more proud, 'bout pile reclinin'

We gonna make changes listening to Phyllis Hyman

Cops wanna search for guns and can't find 'em

They ask for my name, I tell 'em read it in diamonds

Mr. fuck hoes and put down the bricks

Advance my drink game for Mo' Don and Cris'

Bought whips in the order of 4, 5 and 6

Man I never been broke I kept money to count

Get it down in dice games, win money and bounce

A milli-on motherfuckers, it's how the word's pronounced

I keep my bank account, the banks amount

My niggas play freeze tag with big rocks that's costly

Bonic iceman and of course I'm all frosty



(Chorus: Boobonic)

Look here we Philly Celebrities, who? movie stars

Don't worry 'bout it nigga, you know who we are

You see my damn house, you see my damn car

Don't worry 'bout it nigga, you know who we are

We Philly Celebrities, who? movie stars

Don't worry 'bout it bitch, you know who we are

You see my damn chain, you see my damn car

Don't worry 'bout it bitch, you know who we are



(Boobonic)

Boo a clothesline nigga, I wear myself

I wish somebody spit hot

And I'm sick of hearing myself

I talk big shit, how I only fuck with big chicks

With big tits, big hips and all that slick shit

Yeah, I'm a drop out, drop six

Drop they gorgeous bitch, drop they shit soon as I hop out

Niggas ain't  near me spittin' they game

And plenty ho's in tattoo parlors getting my name

Probably think I'm highed up, pot, spit and flip game

Snorted out my mind with six bitches like Rick James

Wanna marry me and all they know is my nickname

SLow up, you want me now cause I'ma blow up

Women I +Kast+ 'em +Out+ like "Aquemini"

And our roley got two faces like a Gemini

T-H-E-B-E-S-T that's me

If you better than this then lets see (come on)

We, crush, yeah uh huh

Y'all niggas know from the doors we aint playin' with y'all

(Chorus)

(Boobonic)

He Mr. how much dough you trying to get

(Mr. Man)

A 1 with 9 O's nigga plenty of chips

(Boobonic)

A house so sick you need a shot just to get in

(Mr. Man)

Buttery suede color, every chair you sit in

(Boobonic)

Nigga we ball real, ice we got that

(Mr. Man)

Listen to Dru Hill, beauty we knock that (uhh)

(Boobonic)

Chain bling all in your face you spot that

(Mr. Man)

Take ours get a Tech in your face, stop that

(Boobonic)

Mad at me cuz '99 was our summer

(Mr. Man)

Wildwood Jet ski ride the wave runner

(Boobonic)

Mad at me cuz its us two housing

(Mr. Man)

Well you gon' be at mad motherfucker in 2000

(Chorus)