[Mystikal]
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Since I'm so fucking bad
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give me mine
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get yours
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ooooh...
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[Verse 1]
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I woke up this morning
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rocked up
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humping on the matress
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hard like I was fuckin
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I realized I was dreaming
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then I got up
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I hit the Vick's inhaler
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'cuz my nose was stuffed up
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from the bed to the floor
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to the bathroom to the sink
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from the mirror to the toilet
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took a piss then shook the shank
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oops, dont look know I think I sprinkled when I tinkled
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so, I dip in the sides there be a sweeter by the seater
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cocoa powder, bubble-bath, and rubbing alcohol
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for 5 fuckin cent that you could buy at the mall
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I'm a long distance super-power, pussy-magnet
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I was born in the ghetto, made by the ghetto
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so fabulous!
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[Chorus]
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[Charlie Wilson]
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ghetto fabulous - living like this
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I'm so happy, yeah!
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'cuz I'm ghetto fabulous [repeat]
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[Snoop Dogg] [enters over repeat, speaking]
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Yeah I feel what you're saying, Dog
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but, uhh, you could let these fools know how hard it is
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when a nigga ghetto fabulous, know what I'm saying?
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let's kick that shit!
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[Mystikal]
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[Verse 2]
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it's like a big rush with no time
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niggas be like "whyyyyy"
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kids be like "let me get your autograph"
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bitches be like "ahhhh!"
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ever since I said "here I go"
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braids or not y'all
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they know me wherever I go
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I'm real private
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the windows tinted, doors locked
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the damn crowd you make a scene
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"ain't you Mystikal?"
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"no, I'm not."
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lie to a diehard fan with a straight face
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and let the hour long picture signing session take place
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sign, hey, baby, how you doing?
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what's your name?
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stay real, stay sweet
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stay sexy, stay the same
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and never forget
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I'm never going to change
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I'm loving what I'm doing
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and you can put that on your game
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I got my piece of pie and my piece of mind
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fool, I'm a piece of coal
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don't call me, people, let me shine
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I know you see me on t.v.
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with Snoop, Fiend, Mia, C, Silkk, Serv, and Petey
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nigga we frontin' these street-ies
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but livin' like this ain't easy
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it's fabulous!
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I'm so fucking bad
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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see, that's a cutie with her big booty
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and her big body
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her and her big fine potnahs
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take their ??? and take their vitamins
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be ordering drinks all down at the bar
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we don't got to buy
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just work that halter top
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and work them tight bell bottoms
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ohhh, you acting funny and trying to holler
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she project Tyra Banks
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the neighborhood super-model
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she shaped like a coke bottle
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hair whipping smelling good
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finger nails and her toes polished
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she did it how she lived
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'cuz she got to have it
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first got them fucking kids
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by the baby's daddy
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her ass ain't never what she should have been
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go ahead on and act bad, I'll see ya when I get a hit
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see, she was so fucking bad
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[Chorus] [repeat]
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Ghetto Fabulous
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Mystikal |