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That's the way we like it

Featuring Fabulous Sport Foxy Brown Mase]
(Mase)
I thought Duro was an old man before I met her
Check this out right this is me M A dollar sign E (C'mon C'mon)
Thorough too throrough Harlem World be the burough
Cool to Blood up above (that's right)
can't forget my family (who that be) Cardan & KFC
Blinky Blink & D R E
(Uh Huh) (Uh Huh)
Cluemanati We Like It (Uh Huh)
Mase too smooth call me debonair
hits every year, so shake your derriere (C'mon)
cops pull me over, what they don't feel it fair
what a brother, too black, me living here
we don't stare, I don't care, I'm know I'm there
twenty years old and about to be a millionaire
What you think, cause Mase be young, Mase be dumb
and if you get Mase strung, that'll be no pre-num
Ever since Big died, my whole life changed
I done blew, I'm your boo, it seem quite strange
I get nice things, way out your price range
Half these girls, don't even know my right name
I'm fly rolie, mink made of coyote
Love a ghetto hoe, I know she die fo' me
You got me confused, see Cam the freak
Mase never the the nigga to bring sand to the beach
I some that an average hoe's hand couldn't reach
living in expenses, 20 grand a week
You know me, I be O-T,low-key
Icy roli, smoke a O-z
I'm a baby face nigga, without no goatee
and I'm 2.8 and about to blow 3
(Mase) Fabolous
Chorus: Now that's the way (Uh-Huh, uh-huh), We like It
(Uh-Huh,uh-huh),
That's the way (uh-huh,uh-huh) We like it 3x
(Fabolous)
Now you can tell I blew, push the 740 L-I through
Eyes low, from the L-I-Q
if you was hot, you'd be going through the cell I do
give alias to any female, I screw
One running with Fabolous,who knew as well as I do
Every fed in the country wanna nail my crew
Before I hit the tens, I'm getting bailed by crew
be back downtown,bagging chicks at L-I-U
cause money ain't a thing no more, I use to sling the raw
Now I'm off in spring to tour, in Singapore
might catch me getting head from a bilingual hoar
who never seen so many diamonds in her ring before
I'm a boasting fly bro, soon to lay on a coast of Cairo
Roast the hydro, type of cat you would say, is supposed to lie low
and V two shades with the toast and the Tahoe
We the niggas that be getting it, and throwing minks on
Cubans to the belly,and still throwing links on
Ya'll cats know me, I be throwing clinks on
and be loving the bitches, we be throwing drinks on
Chorus 3x
(Foxy)
Did you know that I, simply got these cats where I want 'em and...
(uh) See the 6 then I want 'em in
It ain't a secret, bet that I slide 'em with something I could freak
with
And do that freak shit
And I'm stepping in hotter, like Don Dada
snatch my Prada, ya hoes done done nada
make you never wanna flash your shit
like when you see my crew you wanna stash your shit
If do find me,then I will crash your shit
If you think you was a'ight, I will blast your shit
Ya know me, chick that ride the dick slowly
use to be O-T, now I'm 2.3 (Uh)
Same bitch that ya'll loving to hate
be that same chick, that you praying will fake
and I solemnly swear, we'll rep to the death
ya heard?(uh,uh,uh)Fuck you think this is?
If you broke, then I be off, do mine, ski off
and, ain't no love, just trying to get my thing off
Unless there's some princesses on the wrist
or some chrome on the 6, he ain't seeing my shit
Oh yeah, it's not a game, I do my thing
Scan to a change, cop a platinum range
Chorus 3 x

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Featuring Fabulous Sport  Foxy Brown  Mase]  
 (Mase)  
 I thought Duro was an old man before I met her  
 Check this out right  this is me M A dollar sign E (C'mon  C'mon)  
 Thorough too throrough  Harlem World be the burough  
 Cool to Blood up above (that's right)  
 can't forget my family (who that be) Cardan & KFC  
 Blinky Blink & D R E  
 (Uh Huh) (Uh Huh)  
 Cluemanati  We Like It (Uh Huh)  
 Mase too smooth  call me debonair  
 hits every year, so shake your derriere (C'mon)  
 cops pull me over, what they don't feel it fair  
 what a brother, too black, me living here  
 we don't stare, I don't care, I'm know I'm there  
 twenty years old and about to be a millionaire  
 What you think, cause Mase be young, Mase be dumb  
 and if you get Mase strung, that'll be no pre-num  
 Ever since Big died, my whole life changed  
 I done blew, I'm your boo, it seem quite strange  
 I get nice things, way out your price range  
 Half these girls, don't even know my right name  
 I'm fly rolie, mink made of coyote  
 Love a ghetto hoe, I know she die fo' me  
 You got me confused, see Cam the freak  
 Mase never the the nigga to bring sand to the beach  
 I some that an average hoe's hand couldn't reach  
 living in expenses, 20 grand a week  
 You know me, I be O-T,low-key  
 Icy roli, smoke a O-z  
 I'm a baby face nigga, without no goatee  
 and I'm 2.8 and about to blow 3  
 (Mase) Fabolous  
 Chorus: Now that's the way (Uh-Huh, uh-huh), We like It  
 (Uh-Huh,uh-huh),  
 That's the way (uh-huh,uh-huh) We like it 3x  
 (Fabolous)  
 Now you can tell I blew, push the 740 L-I through  
 Eyes low, from the L-I-Q  
 if you was hot, you'd be going through the cell I do  
 give alias to any female, I screw  
 One running with Fabolous,who knew as well as I do  
 Every fed in the country wanna nail my crew  
 Before I hit the tens, I'm getting bailed by crew  
 be back downtown,bagging chicks at L-I-U  
 cause money ain't a thing no more, I use to sling the raw  
 Now I'm off in spring to tour, in Singapore  
 might catch me getting head from a bilingual hoar  
 who never seen so many diamonds in her ring before  
 I'm a boasting fly bro, soon to lay on a coast of Cairo  
 Roast the hydro, type of cat you would say, is supposed to lie low  
 and V two shades with the toast and the Tahoe  
 We the niggas that be getting it, and throwing minks on  
 Cubans to the belly,and still throwing links on  
 Ya'll cats know me, I be throwing clinks on  
 and be loving the bitches, we be throwing drinks on  
 Chorus 3x  
 (Foxy)  
 Did you know that I, simply got these cats where I want 'em and...  
 (uh) See the 6 then I want 'em in  
 It ain't a secret, bet that I slide 'em with something I could freak  
 with  
 And do that freak shit  
 And I'm stepping in hotter, like Don Dada  
 snatch my Prada, ya hoes done done nada  
 make you never wanna flash your shit  
 like when you see my crew you wanna stash your shit  
 If do find me,then I will crash your shit  
 If you think you was a'ight, I will blast your shit  
 Ya know me, chick that ride the dick slowly  
 use to be O-T, now I'm 2.3 (Uh)  
 Same bitch that ya'll loving to hate  
 be that same chick, that you praying will fake  
 and I solemnly swear, we'll rep to the death  
 ya heard?(uh,uh,uh)Fuck you think this is?  
 If you broke, then I be off, do mine, ski off  
 and, ain't no love, just trying to get my thing off  
 Unless there's some princesses on the wrist  
 or some chrome on the 6, he ain't seeing my shit  
 Oh yeah, it's not a game, I do my thing  
 Scan to a change, cop a platinum range  
 Chorus 3 x