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by Havana
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72 Sep '00 Single Sales

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Yeah 2000 baby Havana style Miami day Calhoun style Yeah, uh What How much you want me? It`s like this [Havana] I`m a bad bitch when I grab my tits Throwed and dopeless, my cliques tha dopiest Even my drops be explosive Alley cats sit, they all up in my showbiz A hundred songs done, damn you still ain`t getting noticed Erase tha T and add a V and notice Y`all stay novice, rhymes y`all say is hopeless Image y`all portray is bogus Hoes talk lip then they watching Oprah Smoke weed then get banged and fucked tha hell over Y`all hate and get banged them cats can rock sofa`s


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Like Spades, I crash game, y`all be live jokers Certified cigar smoker, never losing focus Why ya man is at my show, scheming how to poke us Tricks get a Sly Kat, wit them tight chokers Lip lock hoe`s he got blowed and after that he toe dust One single where you at? Bitch hocus-pocus So ya count is still tha brokest bitch, who tha dopiest Now tell me Chorus: (Havana) How much you want me? (Come on, come on) How much you want me? (Let me know, yeah) How much you want me? (How much you want me?) How much you want me? (What, what, what) How much you want me? (Yeah, what) How much you want me? (Like that y`all) How much you want me? (How much you want me?) How much you want me? (What) [Havana] While y`all bullshit on tracks and shit Trying to stack a chip, here`s a tip Leave ya label cause them cats think you wack as shit Tax write off, bite off the mack I`m packing wit Blow ya lights off, I blink off like nothing happened bitch Hidi feist macking shit, scorch you rappers wit Real niggas that bang and forget names soon after it Day calhoun activist, fuck all y`all actresses Sharp as cactus is, y`all dark like ?????? Have ya baby daddy stroke long on these mattresses It`s concealed like coke in packages, nigga what See y`all aim, trigger stuck Y`all duck, quick as fuck I buck, hit you up, then ya crew picked you up Watch how I stick ‘em up, sticking all you cock boys Black guards wit silencers, killing all you clips noise Bitch niggas, no poise, quick niggas East Troy No shows just Burger King is where they be employed And tell me Chorus: [Havana] Cut y`all cats like swiss blades Out the pictures wit no if, mays Attract the eyes of many like my Fendi Swiss made Y`all bitches game be thrift made, not even worth saying Wrecking fools wit feed back not even worth playing While I`m at the game, it`s trick hoes, chest eat out Looking g`ed out, living market spree out Y`all Bill Gates in 98, window style shopping Keep hope alive now ya third album dropping Used to talk shit, but now ya shits flopping Head high and shit had ya whole city jocking Even wit a rocking chair, bitch you ain`t rocking Havana`s tha shit, get the Champaign popping And tell me Chorus

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