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One,two,three to the four Here I come, here I come, there I go One,two,three to the four Yeah, i'm from that M-I-double-S-I-double-S-I-P-P-I Where everybody talk that slang You can tell by the walk that it bangs I'ma Holmes County, country boy And I ain't with them games Cause I got what it takes to make the world break their necks Respectfully, they ain't in my lane I make them all sweat, I make them all drool I make them stop breathin' when I come through You see when I grip the mic, yeah, I grip the mic tight K.O. in the ring, yeah, they call me Mike Tyson And I do it like he like it, no bark, all bite Put it on them like a sheep, throw it on them all night A beast in the kitchen, name heavy in the streets Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me You see those lips, hips, and fingertips One,two,three to the four Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me The baddest bitch of the mutherfucking land You heard Q. Shunté Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me Now I'm in the Chi-town, the windy city Where the girls get down and the boys get litty You'll be so through when you on that juice But don't be foo and try to make no moves Cocky, want it, I'ma get it, boy A diva, yeah Confident, pretty boy Im badder than bad can be You hatin', but they all love me I make them all sweat, I make them all drool I make them stop breathin' when I come through Yeah, yeah, yeah Cause when I'm in the area, they on me Phone me All night until the morning And I do it like you like it, no bark, all bite Tattooed in his head, I be on it all night, huh No broom, but he swept off his feet Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me Everybody at attention Everybody at motherfuckin' attention One,two,three to the four Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me One,two,three to the four Let's go, let's go One,two,three to the four Yeah, they might be doing you, but they like them like me Maybe it's the way I talk And the way I walk Reason as to why I can't keep niggas off of me I give them pressure Point them out, who better A heavenly narcotic Walked through and they on my body He keep trying not to look But he like the way I throw it back Ass fat, fat Now he want my number I made him look And now he wanna hit it from the back Down, boy I got these niggas curious Curious Make them wanna try me out They all want to take me down Seriously, be tryna fill me up With a face on beat And an ass like this And a body like bitch How could you resist, how How could you resist How, How could you resist How, How could you resist A face on beat And an ass like this And a body like bitch He can't control himself He really wanna be on this here, whew I got that boy in heat Every which way I go eyes on me You can't believe all them thighs on me Hungry for me He want a treat Make them wanna try me out They all want to take me down Real life