She's known as ms. understood, but she stood
Fistful of wood, twisted for the good
They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines
Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites
Ms. funs-a-lot with a smile for the critics
Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks
Ms body burned onto the sun deck,
I work hard for everything i get
Emcee m b, remember the name.
Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain
It ain't nothing though
Thinks they can play in my m-o
See me as blasphemous for i don't need them
21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4
Choose the smoothest truest bleakest speechless out of reach
Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach
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