(Pitbull:) I know you Full Of sh** Your so Full Of sh**. (x8) *verse #1: Believe none of what you hear & only half of what you see Believe none of what you hear & only half what you see Believe none of what you hear & only half of what you see Let me tell you what I think about there boys out here in the state they call the game Believe nothing of what you hear & only half of what you see. *verse #2: I'm sick of these rappers slash actors pl-pl-pl playing a part All they talk about is they money, je-je-je-j**els and cars. So put pha pha phatoms & bentleys & how they squeeze til its empty How they move yay hooray Another doe boy wannabe All in the club talkin' back Wha wha what what they got Pull out the club on 26's Go str straight to they mama's house Like southern cali they hardly make it rain or drizzle That's why I do them so opposite of these nizzle for shizzles. Uh tell um. Your so Full Of sh**. (x8) Believe nothing of what your hear & only half of what you see. (x4) *verse #3: The boy know his alaphabet, so now he think he a G Run a little Pac so he think he a thug Bu bu but all eyes on me They used to wanna be like mike Now they just want a piece of the mic They cut f**ed-up deals in music imagine they got 25 to life. They'll be singing like whitney Before before she met bobby These boys think think they hard Knowin' they green like wasabi They'll be singing like whitney Before before she met bobby These boys think think they hard Knowing they green like wasabi. Now tell um. Your so Full Of sh**. (x8) Believe nothing of what you hear & only half of what you see. (x4) Your heard me. *verse #4: These boys right now they got a house full of cars A bank account full of money They act like they on full But check this out fool I know your Full Of sh**. Your so Full Of sh**. (x8) Believe nothing of what you hear & only half of what you see. (x4)