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Pitbull
Pitbull
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Bass III Euro
Bass III Euro
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Ginuwine
Ginuwine
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Armando C. Perez
Armando C. Perez
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Jean-Christophe Ritter
Jean-Christophe Ritter
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Ozgur Yelmen
Ozgur Yelmen
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Steve Garrett
Steve Garrett
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Elgin Lumpkin
Elgin Lumpkin
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Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
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Bass III Euro
Bass III Euro
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Adrian Santalla
Adrian Santalla
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Ray Seay
Ray Seay
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Chris Athens
Chris Athens
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I know you're full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see You heard me? I'm sick of these rappers slash actors pa-pa-playing a part All they talk about is they money and ch-ch-chosin' cars So put Pha-Pha-Phatoms and Bentleys And how they squeeze to listen getting high They move it, hooray, another dope boy wannabe All in the club talking back, wha-wha-what they got Pull out the club on 26's, go str-straight to they moma's house Like Southern Cali they hardly make it rain to drizzle That's why I do them so opposite of these nizzle for shizzles Ah, tell 'um You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see You heard me? The boy knows his alphabet so he think he a G He run a little pot so he think he a dope boy, bu-bu-but all eyes on me Then he gets to wanna be like mike now they wannabe just for the mic They cut fucked up the diz ol' music and even if they got 25 to life They'll be singing like Whitney Before, before she met Bobby These boys think that they hard Knowing they green like wasabi They'll be singing like Whitney Before, before she met Bobby These boys think that they hard Knowing they green like wasabi Now tell 'em You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see You heard me? These boys ain't right, they got a house full of cars A bank account full of money They act like they on fool But check this out fool, I know you're full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit You're so full of shit Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear And only half of what you see You heard me?
Writer(s): Stephen Ellis Garrett, Elgin B. Lumpkin, Armando Christian Perez, Oezguer Yelmen, Timothy Z. Mosley, Jean-christopher Ritter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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