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philly's most wanted - please don't mind lyrics

[b00bonic]
you could turn the mic down a lil’ bit
c’mon

[mr. man]
m-r dot m-a-n b double o b-o-n-i-c (-4x-)

[b00bonic]
excuse me b-tch what’s your name
couple dollars ain’t it so what’s your game
known fact cause i’m gettin’ the cash
don’t dance face to face, b-tch gimme the -ss
i’ll help you out if you had a long day
d-ck like, good advice, it could go a long way
front, cause i knocked cha’ll down
i could remodel homes, i knock walls down
i’m wit all, that sh-t y’all
talk about, oh what i don’t hit raw
naw, hit the floor like a bank hold up
have i ever loved a chick lemme think, hold up
no, i’m all about the dough
he shouldn’t give a f-ck if it’s not your ho
oh, that hatin’ sh-t you did, ain’t done us
playas and we get more head then new hundreds

[hook: pharell williams]
please don’t mind, how i pursue
don’t take it personal girl that’s how thugs do
let’s get high, sit for a few
and after that let’s go i’m f-ckin you

[mr. dot-man]
yo, let me tell you how i pursue
spit game in they ear, and it’s proper too
say we stayin’ at the fount with blue
i’mma ball every day, spend a grand or two (psyche)
hit the beach, forget the sheets
get it down right there, chick touch your feet
loc roll, that’s so much game
y’all think y’all know my aim
that’s a joke like marlon wayans, lame
and it ain’t got no change
chick listen up, want d-ck or what?
take that, that’s the only thing i’m givin’ up
only sent, it’s the dream that your ‘gone get
hit for free, then boo ‘gone hit
no they not like m-o dot
i hit, touch base, and ball like white sox

[hook – 2x]

[b00bonic]
look around dawg, what you see n-gga
whole lotta model b-tches then me n-gga
me and don in a drop and this pearl
with jewels so sick make n-ggas wanna hurl
do it look like i care that’s your girl?
she diggin’ me, and love that i’m all the way thorough
you talkin’ sh-t, don’t concern her
as far as f-ckin’ go, hit more b-tches than ike turner

[mr. dot-man]
i send ’em home in the cab to tell
i play ’em more high notes than patti labelle (plus)
you gel, heavywear at (and)
got ice in your bezie wher it at?
y’all dudes is strictly losers
we ‘gone blow like lightbulbs and fuses
tell your man he better slow his role
our guns’ll make james brown lose his soul

[hook – 4x]

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