[Mr. Man]  Yo, everybody get down

[Boobonic] Yo, you can't be mad at us man

We just doin what you doin; you know, doin us

niggaz wanna hate and all that shit man

[Mr. Man]  Everybody get down



[Boobonic]

There's a lot of money out here; get your hands on it

Uhh, uhh, Most Wanted - you got to lay down, come on



I'm that nigga who you wanna be

Not y'all record deal, hot cars, only fuck pop stars (whoo)

Radikal bitches, tongue pierced and the pussy

If I fall for the bitch let me fall don't push me

Hatin' ass nigga don't have a slick side

Caught his eye lookin' my chain cause he don't dickride

niggaz ain't cool with Bonic niggaz fear me

And talk through the song so they bitch don't hear me

Whattt! Let me find out niggaz jealous

Hot yo, the best controllers what can you tell us

We H-O-T B-O-Y-S

Taught you the shit you know, so why test us

Don't follow me that shit'll break your neck

This week alone nigga I done ate your check

Let my checkbook determine if I'm playin' in vain

When you niggaz boo it's cool cause you sayin' my name

Come on!



[Chorus: Kelis]

Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get

Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do-oo

Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get

Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do-oo



[Mr. Man]

The cops don't wanna see my CL6 they wanna frisk me

And young with this dough I get they wanna twist me

You love Mr. "hi" oh now you wanna kiss me

Either dead or me doing a bit, you gone miss me

No can say or its too much love cause I'm richer

When I used to push them things I flip quicker

Niggaz wanna twist cause Boobonic and Mr

are cuttin big brothers and fuck they little sister

I hear Most Wanted this and Most Wanted that

Mr. dead broke (and what else) Mr. can't rap

Follow Mr. home with this gun on my lap

And all that frontin' for your boys

Will get you one in your back

Ain't my fault that my dough comes fast and yours slower

Exhale like Whitney Houston and look lower

And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine rowers

+Sea+ +Red+ when I split your head just like Noah, nigga!



[Chorus]



[Boobonic]

Yo, Lee Mr. a nigga couldn't hear me a price

I'll catch a bullet for him like my chain of the rice

Spit every last round I done gone for

And kill you the listener if you come for

Die for the nigga that's my dog forever

Ho's be like damn why y'all always together

Two things that I never had us be rich

And that's you and another ass bitch



(Mr. Man)

Boobonic don't feed man I'll talk shit for you

Tell you take cover I swear get hit for you

Get stitched up come back and spit for you

Bring hot heels that make the shit boil

Ride for you homie till our bodies hit the soil

Won't die for you they got it fucked up

Like chicks that need a perm their clit get touched up

Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up (what)



[Kelis: repeat 4X]

Haters, hate on

Cause I'm a do what the fuck is asked



[Boobonic]

You know, niggaz don't want none man

Anybody move closer I'm telling you one thing

I'm ghetto no holster

You niggaz don't want no beef man I'm ruby for that shit

For real fuck you niggaz man

I love bitches money and traveling

And you niggaz ain't experienced that, you know

(Get down and lay down) You niggaz ain't experienced that man

Y'all don't know what the fuck money is man

Money is when your bank account is the banks amount motherfucker

You niggaz got stashes, I stash money

Overseas nigga, you don't want none, I'm a gangster man

I'll take over your corner dressed in a suit

And niggaz wanna reach I lean and sharp shoot