Know what I know y'all to do?
C'mon, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce (B-Double O-B-O-N-I-C)
(M-R-Dot- M-A-N)
Uh, Most Wanted, n***a!
Verse 1: b**bonic
(What's a s**a?)
The type n***a run around frontin'
Aim with the click but still be Most Wanted
(What's a s**a?)
The type that start it but won't finish it
Act like a thug but he really wasn't in this sh**
(s**as)
The type that ain't gettin' no cheddar
And can't afford Cris so he say Mo better
(s**as)
The type that hate to mention that we buzzin
But quick to tell a b**h that me and Mr. is cousins
(You know, s**as)
Thanks to you, he had to die
But you only shot back cuz you were scared and was high
(s**as)
Like to run his mouth like a b**h
co*ktail him and he's looking at 10, and then he snitch
(s**as)
The type front like he got ends
And his whip paint his different numbers off of his Benz
(s**as)
You know the type that never had nothin
Soon as I f** a b**h he got to have something
(s**as)
You know Bonic know that type cat
I ask is that your b**h you like "We ain't like that"
(s**as)
Fist name Tommy, last Tucker
I leave you I'm talking about you motherf**er
(Hook X4 {Mr. and Boo)
It's funny how, now, girls they hooch out
Most Wanted gettin' money and them n***as hot now
Verse 2: Mr. Man
What's a s**a?
The type who see me and turn jell
(s**as)
Say my chain ain't platinum he can tell
When he put it in his hand
And weigh it like it's a scale
(s**as)
Play thugs till you see 'em in jail
(s**a sh**)
Hate on you quick in front of chicks
You see 'em and they be like
"Man I ain't say that dumb sh**!"
(s**as)
For nothing, push your wig back
Tellin everybody where Bonic and Mr. live at
(s**as)
Get robbed know exactly who did it
And acting like it's beef and really be cool wit it
(What's a s**a?)
Cuttin' on n***as in front of people
Scared later on get his own head to beep you
On his voice mail saying "We got the same people"
(s**as)
Don't co*k the gun, they'd rather run
But never M-R-dot cause I'm not the one
And you say you're not a s**er, why you feel like one?
(Hook)
Hey yo it's Bonic baby
Playa ball OG
From gazen ever, to J-A-C-O-B
Gang come wit me whenever I'm OT
And the n***a that they can't ever f** with? oh, me!
(s**as)
Hate cuz they b**h like Mr
And know I'm a f** if that b**h got a sister
(s**as)
Them industry n***as that try to fake me
And act like they don't know that Most Wanted bout to
Take me
And get more money than a lil bit
You? A lil bit!
You doin' all this sh**, Most Wanted is done wit
And f** your own head I'm the one he come get
(s**as)
I make them n***as pat chromes right
While we bang BBS they rockin Rhymestones
Mr. get ya, hit ya, twist ya Right out the frame
When I snap get the picture?
Flow airtight like Glad bags with Zippers
(Hook)
(s**as)