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Correct Humm Deez Nuts Lyrics
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More terrifyin' than a handgun Watch your man run, cause he can't stand Sun When I let loose the lights And radiate heat to any zigga in the street that try to bite Oh shit, the nigga bit, and ain't protected 'Cause they felt like the whole world respected The hypocritical, talkin loud but ain't sayin nothin Like I'm jealous all of a sudden Boy, let me tell you 'bout life and bein hard Jealousy's a devil, I'm true and livin' God The five Percent, not the jive percent But the live percent, fuck that eighty-five Percent And his accomplishments I make only cream with the God supreme Life is real, reality is not a dream Those who chose to sleep, I wake em up 'Cause you're sleepin' with your mouth open hummin' deez nuts I never let the worst things in life get the best of me Take these testees and ehm, open sesame Here's a magic word you'll find absurd Bitches always talk about me, so fuck what you heard And what you're sayin, 'cause it's all propaganda Soon as I blow up you show up with the slander I hit you for a reason: skeezin', now I'm a woman beater Women don't cheat, but quick to call a man a cheater Now you're runnin to the next man Like he really cares, stupid bitch, it's just a sex plan I cut you off and found another girl to step to Now you're comin' back, 'cause the next man left you I see you catchin mad hell on your own Whatever happened to that you want to be alone? It wasn't you he really wanted, it was the butt Now you and him can both humm deez nuts I make a party bounce like a bad check But some brothers flex like they're the ones catchin mad wreck You could't catch a cold in the rain So maintain before you'll be the next juvenile slained Man, I thought you knew better, gee You must not be from around here and don't know my pedigree Allow me to show and prove for ya I represents like a lawyer, I lyrically destroy ya Rhyme rehearsin, fake underground cursin Rapper, when I'm not emceein I'm just a person Ordinary? No, legendary? Maybe Drivin' Miss Daisy crazy, then I'm swayze Dukes, and like Luke's my crew is to live If it's business, I'm with this from nine to five If it's pleasure you're seekin', my man, guess what It might please you to know that you can humm deez nuts
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