[Intro: Itchy-Finga Sha]Uh, what, uh, bring it M.M.O.[Chorus: Itchy-Finga Sha]Tears bring flares, you hold black fearsWe your last thing, constently handstickAin't no reign in us, cinnamon tux', sippin' brew and cutsM.M.O. click, we spit liquids, what, whatHold you head in critical, toe to toe, I handle youCats catch through my vocal, fool, is strictly for my crewTears bring flares, you hold black fearsWe your last thing, constently handstickAin't no reign in us, cinnamon tux', sippin' brew and cutsM.M.O. click, we spit liquids, what, what[Trigg'nomm]Professional, perdictable, double a vest, calicoOh what a mess, foul blows, run of a nose, drown the hoesLook how I gotta go hallow hoe, shatter bones, blood cologneCall Metrodome, Cyclone Zone, Astro-Land, business manM.M.O., droppin' dough, hate to say how the haters playDogg like Snoop, so let me through, oh, one poochie, hoochie, sue me[Naisha]See ain't no day, sell these recordspsycho kane done freak this flowYa'll niggas don't know, gotta search themor the plush condo now he ? the titty blowCatch me sick to the bath-hole, never that thoughShorty in the back, ?? macro, ?? got smack-o, ? that good?[Chorus][Itchy-Finga Sha]Hold you head in critical, inter borough bell viewsStagger left an edge or two, gettin' them up to get that lootTellin' your cats is bulletproof, words is told by truthTake your mind like smith I goose, born 'em with the playasThough we suffer cast, fire last, lace the smoke with strictly hashFacial fifty strictly -- pimped out, never hadGot no time to show the past, loose your life in jungle blastMoney Makin' got cash, super see you like glassTwelve laws of offer dough, now or later, M.M.O.Time we time we show picasso, designer clothes, doin' shows[Chorus]
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