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[Grand Puba]Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba[Missy Elliott]Y'all don't really know who I am, God damnI'm like grease in the frying pan cause I ambacon, eggs, toast, butterSmooth sexy lover more FRESH than {?}Go ask your brother if y'all don't believeI control the industry cause Missy in the lead[scratching] Uhh, I'm talkin to you manWith my upper hand, the fans call me Dapper DanWhen I was young my pops, throw rocksAlways shit talk to my moms and call the copsCouldn't wait 'til I was nice and grownSick of daddy mouth 'til six in the morn'On and on and on 'til the record scratchAnd if I made a few scraps I would never come back (YES!)Take moms with me and a few ADAT'sAnd make a song about dad and tell pops he's a rat (YES!)Oah-KAYYYYY![scratched] hold up[Chorus 2X: Missy Elliott]Y'all don't really know my lifeLetras de cancionesY'all don't really know my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle (YES!)Y'all don't really know my fearsAnd how many years to get here but I'm ready to rumble[Grand Puba]Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I throwback 'gnacI spit hot raps, then I check my trapsPockets stop the bulk, green up like the HulkRam up in somethin like that nigga Marshall FaulkI'm a low key nigga, a O.G. niggaEntertain my guests in "The Basement" like TiggerGrand Puba and the name ring bellsAnd if it ain't about paper I don't waste my sellsSo the new school new school need to learn yoI burn baby burn like a Hunt's Pointe ho[Missy Elliott]Yo yo Puba, hold upLet's take 'em back on some "411" shitMA-RYYYY![beat changes][Mary J. Blige]I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rapI'm known around the map to always make a comebackI went through some struggles fightin with my ex-loversStayed in lots of trouble, blessings then I had recoveredHad to pay them bills, the places I livedMessin with them cats that's said to get I had to giveI had to tell them back up cause I was quick to smack 'em upI didn't give a WHAT, Mary J. would act up[Chorus: Missy + (Mary)]Y'all don't really know my struggles(I had two or three jobs I had to juggle)And all them liquor shots from the pain I covered(Strugglin from the break-ups with my lover)(Y'all don't know the half) Don't know the half(I'm better off now that was in the past)I had to take the good stuff with the badNow I'm (thankful for the little things that I have)[scratched] I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap[scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells[scratched] I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap[scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells From Letras Mania