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Come Fuck With Me Lyrics - Singles - Flesh-n-bone

Do you really wanna fuck with me? 

No, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never Flesh 

Sooner or later, all of you haters gonna catch vapors 

You don't wanna test 

 

You never do know when absolutely 

Nobody wanted to fuck with this cat. Then 

Again, you really want a son and come and get done 

Easily phat, then wanna put 'em on they back 

Clack back mack, everyday focus the beam 

Straight aim your way. Hittin?and pray 

Eliminate playa haters in the ninety eight 

And if you hatin? to elevate 

The number one thugsta takin? 

Off thousands, and I'm off bounds in here 

But he wonder how did I do when I did this 

My clique steady housin? fools 

Get abused when they run up and lose bad 

Look at him singin? the blues, so sad 

Never no chance you might have had for fuckin? 

With a man who's mad 

 

Do you really wanna fuck with me? 

No, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never Flesh 

Sooner or later, all of you haters gonna catch vapors 

You don't wanna test 

 

Just to know what I'm bustin? 

Some steady buck, and while I keep crushin? 

You muthafuckas all ran outta luck 

So never me hush up 

Some of my boys had to keep me from cussin? lustin? 

Pass the bud. Thinking of the bud, never no mercy 

First these niggas gotta show a little heat 

Before we hit 'em where it hurt. Hit 'em up worse 

With a curse. Gotta put 'em on work daily 

Swerve to the curb, hit a herb, hit a nerve 

Flagrant all through the Land, I'm the man bump, bumpin? 

In my Suburban. Pump up the volume 

And I been through so much shit. You can fit, it 

Got plenty of room 

And they assume that they can roll with me, endin? 

Up laid in they tomb 

 

Do you really wanna fuck with me? 

No, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never Flesh 

Sooner or later, all of you haters gonna catch vapors 

You don't wanna test 

 

I gotta handle my business, and I'm in this to win this shhhh Never gone? 

Stop till I finish. Any run against me they get diminished 

I'm breakin? records in the book of the Guinness 

And a nigga really meant this when I said this to you 

And the rest of your crew take note 

Boast with all of my dogs with a toast 

North coast niggas, we ain't no joke 

Hold, for the most, in a minute, could you? 

Oh oh oh no 

Then if I'm not you're gonna drop from the bullets I pop 

Glock glock shots from my smokin? glock 

Stop thinkin? that you can compete with my now 

If you was to try then you might die 

Should you realize Mo Thug 

Millennium ain't to be tried, so why? 

 

Do you really wanna fuck with me? 

No, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never Flesh. Sooner or later 

All of you haters gonna catch vapors, you don't wanna test 

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