Kelis - Radikal lyrics

[*both talkin*] Yo, every body get down Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just doin what we've been doin (yeah) Ya know?, doin us n***as wanna hatin and sh** (everybody get down) Theres a lot of money out here, getcha hands on it Uh uh, Most Wanted [b**bonic] Yo, I'm that n***a who you wanna be (who) Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, only f** pop stars Radikal b**hes Tounge pa** the p**y If I fall for a b**h, let me fall dont push me Hatin a** n***a dont hafta slick sides 'cause outta look at my chain cause he dont dick ride Yo n***as aint cool wit Bonic, n***as fear me And talk to the song so they b**h dont hear me (whaaaaaaat) Let me find out n***as jealous Hot, yo the best told us that we can get you jealous H - O - T - B - O - Y S's Taught you the sh** you know so why test us Dont bother me that sh**'a break ya neck This week alone n***a I already ate ya check Let my check book determine if I'm playin in vein When you n***as Boo it's cool Cause your sayin my name [Chorus] Is it the way I live and what I got is what your tryin to get Do I look so good that you dont know what to do-ooooo (money, money, money, money, money) Is it the way I live and what I got is what your tryin to get Do I look so good that you dont know what to do-ooooo (money, money, money, money, money) [Mr.] The cops don't wanna see my C-L 6, They wanna frisk me And young with this dough I get they wanna twist me You love Mr., hi oh now you wanna kiss me But dead or me doin a bid you gunna miss me This aint hate, its too much love cause I'm richer When I used to push them things, I flip quicker, n***as wanna twist cause b**bonic and Mr are cuttin big brothers and f**in they little sisters I hear Most Wanted this (and) Most Wanted that (uh huh) Plus Mr. dead broke (what else) Mr. cant rap Follow Mr. home with this gun on my lap And all that frontin for ya boys will get ya one in ya back Aint my fault my dough come fast and yours slower You a** out like winnin a used to go lower And I'm next to the boat and the c**aine grower See red when I split ya head like Noah n***a (Chorus) [b**bonic] Leave Mr.!? A n***a couldn't hand me a price I catch a bullet for em like my chain at the rice Spit every last round at a gunfall A k** you the listener if you come for em Die for the n***a thats my dog forever Hoes be like damn why y'all always together Two things thata never be have is rich and thats you and another a** b**h [Mr.] b**bonic dont feed man I'll talk sh** for you Tell you to take cover I'll swing and hit for you Get stitched up, come back and spit for you Bring hot heads that make the sh** for you Ride for you homie till our bodies hit the soil Won't die for you? they got it f**ed up Like chicks that need a perm they click and touched up Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up what Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the f** is thaaaat (everybody get down) Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the f** is thaaaat (everybody get down) Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the f** is thaaaat You know.. n***as dont want it man anybody move closer I'm tellin you one thing I'm ghetto. .no holster Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the f** is thaaaat You n***as dont want no beef man I'm routing for that sh** for real f** you n***as man.. I love b**hs, money, and travelin And you n***as didnt experince that.. you know you n***as didnt experience that man Y'all dont know what money is man money is when your bank account is the banks amount muthaf**er You n***as have stash's.. I stash money.. overseas n***a You dont want none I'm a gangsta Man I'll take over y'all corners dressed up in a suit And n***as wanna reach I lean and sharp shoot