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Mack 10 lyrics You Ain't Seen Nothin lyrics You Ain't Seen Nothin f/ Foxy Brown, Jermaine Dupri [JD talking] (Foxy Brown) (Uh.) Did y'all expect us? (No no.) Bitches, can y'all get naked? (That's right!) [JD] Uh, y'all know me, and the dough I see Fa so la ti, it's chi chi Ladies wanna hold me, get to know me Talks to each it, wanna sleep with it Simplisticness keeps me hot, while y'all stress Tryin to see the top stop, everything drop so Everything drop platinum or gold and the whole world know I'm that playboy J, doin it my way like Usher And I don't feel bad when I crush ya Like blush ya, style big ball, I'ma hit y'all With shit that's gon make niggas forget y'all You feel me dog? I'm a C-H-I, multi And I live and die for the whole pie You can call it what you want, I'm a motherfuckin vet [Hook:] [Mack 10] (JD) {Foxy Brown} X 2 (And ain't none a y'all seen nothin yet!) It's that platinum shit, that's all we get So let it be known that it's all for real {And all we about is them dollar dollar bills!} [Foxy Brown] You know that Na Na got the heater shit That uh, everybody wanna eat her shit Niggas talkin about they six wanna see this shit Knowin half a y'all broads wanna be this bitch >From NY to the west side, motherfuckers keep me in the best ride 38 chest size, ain't fuckin less I come off With like 30 G's easy once the nigga dead off Shit, never trust shit, I gives a fuck I'm a ring finger rock chick, straight lock bitch And everything I rocks with Either pops shit or fuck a nigga topless, y'all hoes finky Got to bank this to even see me half naked Like the black Susan Lucci, stiletto pumps, Gucci Ridicuolous ice, tag me, million dollar price Stay frontin, y'all cats ain't seen nothin [Hook] X 2 [Mack 10] (Foxy Brown) I push a six feet drop, red and pallamino And keep the semi glock, where ever me go I stay ruger ready, or either Smith Wesson And burn hearts, like they indigested it if I'm tested So where you wanna meet at playa, over here? I'll be the one with all the ice on in the surplus gear Plus I'll tell you what's real, so uh, baby listen Put your shades on when you peep the Lex cuz the baugettes glisten (I want the whole three dozen And with that drama, biz) Well it all depends on how ill your na na is Can you go O-T with a few and a gun? But can you cook it with the whoop and make two outta one? Now you can be up in the west and do it my way Or hit the homie JD in Atlanta, GA Wanna ball well let's bounce, get the heat and the scale Now Mack and Fox Boogie got dope to sell [Hook] X 2 [Mack 10 talking] The Hoo Banger, Mack 10. The Ill Na Na, Foxy Brown. And the homie JD, the don chi chi. We got the Recipe, break it down. Other Mack 10 lyrics: Murder lyrics Dog About It lyrics We Can Never Be Friends lyrics Let It Be Known lyrics Mathematics lyrics No Dick At All lyrics Work lyrics King Pin Dream lyrics Do The Damn Thing lyrics That Bitch Is Bad lyrics Connected For Life lyrics So Serious lyrics Let The Thugs In The Club lyrics Hate In Yo Eyes lyrics Tha Weekend lyrics Tight To Def lyrics From The Streets lyrics Get Yo Bang On lyrics You Delinquent lyrics The Big Show Theme ('Big') lyrics You Don't Want None lyrics Maniac In The Brainiac lyrics Only In California lyrics Westside Foe Life lyrics Bang Or Ball lyrics What You Need (Dopeman '97) lyrics Tonight's The Night lyrics Mack 10, Mack 10 lyrics Can't Stop lyrics Inglewood Swangin' lyrics Gangster Poem lyrics The Guppies lyrics Dopeman lyrics Chicken Hawk II lyrics Backyard Boogie lyrics Based On A True Story lyrics Wanted Dead lyrics Westside Slaughterhouse lyrics Here Comes The G lyrics On Them Thangs lyrics 10 Million Ways lyrics Mozi-Wozi lyrics Mack 10's The Name lyrics H.O.E.K. lyrics Ghetto Horror Show lyrics For The Money lyrics Let The Games Begin lyrics Should I Stay Or Should I Go lyrics Get Yo Ride On lyrics #1 Crew In The Area lyrics The Recipe lyrics Money's Just A Touch Away lyrics Gangsta Shit's Like A Drug lyrics Made Niggaz lyrics The Letter lyrics Get A Lil' Head lyrics LBC And The ING lyrics |