Lyrics:
and speak to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I
and speak to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I
to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr Friendly, I can be
just like a scorpion do
If a demon get gregarious, my lil' Harriet don't do what accordions do
Ooh, that means fold, I was told by the G's of old (what
you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt
Christina, and N'Sync
Why even bother, we'll all be gone by next week
[Chorus]
don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off 'cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin' all
It's the new deal
It's the new deal
It's the new deal
I'm surrounded by such oily tycoons in this game
Whose compromise is all conditions
They fuel
or
Should I say their team, now I'm gettin' steamed
Gotta find a way, to get accepted by my peers
So now I'm sippin' on beers
Buyin' new gear, nothin'
on your mind for real
I heard you trying to sing, do wanna sign a deal?
You wanna fall back, just take your time and chill
I be out in New Orleans like
that I had at the time was singing. And I thought, well, if I could get a record deal and become a singer, then I can make lots of money and become
me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should
steady, cought up in the game
make a deal with dicky jane for a little change
run from your home, banging with your things out
tripping on everybody, cousin
now my flow is just an Instinct
Called it Timberlake, because my flow is just so NSYNC
I'm driving while I write this shit
Oops I forgot to switch
Five AKs and they pop, NSYNC
Got five lil' baes and they pop and drink
If it's not bright pink then it's not my drink
These bright white links make
bought a brand new chain
That shit dance like N-Sync Justin
I saw your Rolex, brother
That bullshit started rustin'
None of you niggas impress me
None
the deal, youre getting to smart now
Whats the deal, no whats the deal
I hope that we're saved
You know you're not okay
I know you'll grow as time goes by
We
evening news.
Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in,
Yes, I'm your host and your journalist,
here Chamillionaire, so let the news
on your mind for real
I heard you trying to sing, do wanna sign a deal?
You wanna fall back, just take your time and chill
I be out in New Orleans like
All-American self-hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
Niggas think I think these thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout NSYNC
The road to glory tends to take a lot away
Carpe Diem, seize the day, I'm seizing everything
Getting it by any means, you'll have to bury me
Before I
like a anchor line
My bloodline from ancient times
Smokin' weed by the ancient mine
You niggas funny like Richard Pryor
My shit cray, it get you high
Bass, bass
Yo
Just bought a house, can't deal with the space
Just bought a beat, can't deal with the bass
Before you used to live where they'd
blew 10 up in Saks (dimes)
Fuck cops, they kill if you black (fuck the cops)
You might get a deal if you nice (you might)
Gelato I'm smokin' to give
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