They Don't Wanna F*** Wit Me

The M I to the S S

They put that on my chest

My cars, the way that I flex

And people say young ****

They say I'm just too fly

I make 'em want to get high

They want a piece of this pie

But I'm just too damn good for them

No way you flip my ****

It feels like a good ****

And even if you right ****

You can't get, smoke a little of this hay

With what you got to say

Bizzy bazz bazz bazz ba

Bizzy bazz bazz bazz ba

We riding through your hood

With the top down

And an SLK

In three forty eight

What now

Two bad ****

From the big VA

Twelve blunts a day

Chilling on the other side of the bay

Who y'all think is

Trying to get with the Miss

You trying to diss, you think you can beat us ****

We them ill wonder twins, she's in the Benz

We them ill creators yes, I'm a friend

I'm coming through my flow

My people just don't know

They hate the way that I heat

They hate the way that I hee-haw

Cause I got too much dough

You know it's D E low

So what you come here for?

See you don't wanna f*** with me

Get it off your chest

You know who's the best

See there's no other yet

Who can down like this, see

So hit you off like this

And you be the witness

That I'm sure ****

Hey, yo Timbaland

I'ma just dance a little bit

You don't mind if I get my boogie on do you?

Yeah, you know what I'm saying?

We don't got to rhyme through the whole track

Track is banging by it's self

Know what I'm saying?

They don't want

To f*** with me

(They don't know, they don't know, they don't know)

They don't know

(They don't know)

Ooh ooh

F*** with me

Wanna f*** with me

(They don't know)

They don't know

They don't know

F*** with me

No they don't really want to

No they really don't wanna

F*** with me