Well, and you look at me, and then you look at them
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And then you say- it's a no-brainer baby
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Yea, well, ha, I guess... okay... and they say
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Baby you're the best
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[Chorus:]
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Your superiors salutin' me ain't nothin you can do with me
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He said between you and me (Baby you're the best)
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Yo, you can't compete with me, there ain't no beatin me
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That's why they yell and scream at me (Baby you're the best)
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I know she like it don't she, that make you like it don't it?
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That's probably why she goin (Baby you're the best)
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Well yes apparently there's no need to sing aparently what everybody starin
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at?
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(Baby you're the best)
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[Verse 1:]
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Hey I'm the freshest thing you ever seen
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Whether in the magazine or walkin out the mezzanine
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Button-down sweater, jean front pocket fulla green, back pocket fulla steam
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Gucci loafer super-clean, sharp as a guillotine
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You seem so small compared to how shawty do his thang
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I slap you in the mall and now one of ya'll betta not do a thang
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Shoot you up in broad daylight, nobody do a thing
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Don't play with him cause he don't play right- no matter who you bring
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You two the same- sittin in the back but not in the limosine
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Strech, maybach, laid back on promethazine
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Consider me supreme until the team come and intervene
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You wanna put it? anything? Haaa that's interesting
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Better watch what you mentioning you never know who's listening
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And I can getcha seen, choppa bullet hit ya spleen
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And it can get extreme your body floatin up the stream
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While I'm in the phillipines stupid overlay
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[Chorus:]
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Your superiors salutin' me ain't nothin you can do with me
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He said between you and me (Baby you're the best)
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Yo, you can't compete with me, there ain't no beatin me
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That's why they yell and scream at me (Baby you're the best)
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I know she like it don't she, that make you like it don't it?
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That's probably why she goin (Baby you're the best)
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Well yes apparently there's no need to sing aparently what everybody starin
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at?
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(Baby you're the best)
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[Verse 2:]
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You better tell em' hun, t.I.p. forever stuntin'
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Can't noboddy tell em that, stubborn as a mule
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Bullheaded and trained to never run
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I have pulled a gun- I ain't bluffin pimpin youd betta run
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The youngest of the veteran than everythang you ever done
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A lot of shit you've never done
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Tote a bankroll big enough to choke an elephant
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I roll with nasty hoes who eat pussy they think it's hella fun
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I feed em hella cum they tell me (Baby you're the best)
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Like I didn't know betta ain't gettin no betta than a young hugh hefner
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He quite the cool fella, hey
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I can get your groove right back to you- shella
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Got a mil but I'm facin a hundred and two or better
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But I still will pay some attention to you fellas
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Get killed for the fame be on the newsletter
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Did you forget what the last nigga who's name was two letters
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Came and did to the game and they sayin he can do better?
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[Chorus:]
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Your superiors salutin' me ain't nothin you can do with me
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He said between you and me (Baby you're the best)
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Yo, you can't compete with me, there ain't no beatin me
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That's why they yell and scream at me (Baby you're the best)
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I know she like it don't she, that make you like it don't it?
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That's probably why she goin (Baby you're the best)
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Well yes apparently there's no need to sing aparently what everybody starin
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at?
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(Baby you're the best)
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Your The Best
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| T.I. |
