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Ha, Little Mary, Lil' Boopz Break it down, uh Landcruise See, bitch, you ain't got a clue Lyrically forcing you like a bad tooth What you do, boo, ain't cool So I'ma prove to you And show you how real chicks makes big moves 'Cause we was stars before all of this came about And we drove cars in the eighties So what you talking about? Yearning for titles that don't even fit you Caught up in a time warp So remotely I click you Erase you 'til you don't even exist Break you off, left you in the garden Stressed out and pissed What is this? What do we have here, a player hater? A freak of nature, big time inside traitor Little Mary, Lil' Boopz Break it down, two times Now what you gon' do when shit get thick When shit be going down and you caught up in my mix? You gon' sit back and sip, play that Big Willie role Well, watch me explode like stere-ere-o You a ho Now tell me who be getting pimped When you running around Brooklyn Beaming a bag of dicks You done slept on my clique But now we in effects like Wreckx But you lying, little bitch, when I flex Pull your fucking card right out of the deck Set fire to your play-play, imaginary TEC What bricks you was holding? What pound you was sewing? I swear to God I never saw you while I was flowing You be popping all this shit, now what? Smiling in my face, but bitch, you be lying like a rug What bricks you was holding? What pound you was sewing? I swear to God I never saw you while I was flowing Little Mary, Lil' Boopz Break it down, three times Now we all caught up in fucked up times Always finding ourselves stuck in sticky binds So why could I never rid of this thick black cloud? Paying dues that stuck around for too long now What we gon' do? Is it '98 fraudulent chicks will be doomed You assume too much, so now you fucked the fuck up All that bragging about your shit, you done pressed your luck Where your skills is? How you stand in this street biz, boo? Behind your crew Seeing life through your crew So riff if you choose The aftermath of my lyrics Are just staying on your brain Don't let that girl talk And shit still remains the same It doesn't matter Face to face and head up I dead all your chit-chatter Sterling Place and New York Avenues It can happen And when it's said and done We gon' see who still standing Not you Yeah, uh, three times Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Break it down)