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You really don't have to do this
 Why do people just ask for things
 When they don't really want it? (They should just shut up)
 What?
 I'm your fitness instructor
 I just wanna make my money
 You make yours
 It's time for some exercise
 What, what
 Make money or shut up (what?)
 You're asking, I'm your fitness instructor
 Yo, I don't promote no violence but if that boy gets arrogant, oh
 Leave that boy in the basement so
 Done with the bat, get up just walk
 I'm not a female beater but if that girl gets facety, oh
 Slap that girl all hasty 'cause she might be buff but she's not rough
 I can't believe I'm hearing that, boy thinks I'm not dangerous
 Let me draw his girlfriend home, cut no slack she'll never go back
 Marriage, love, wife please, all that talk is stupid plus
 I don't believe in Cupid 'cause sometimes mo' times, everyone two times
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no I'm a super, superstar
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no
 Yo, yo, I don't obey no policemen 'cause they forget they're human, uh
 Get excited quickly but he ain't got a gun, I'll kick him and run
 Don't talk to me about roaming 'cause Queen Elizabeth don't know me so
 How can she control me when I live street and she lives neat?
 I love raising conscience but there's just too much violence
 I can't stand no nonsense, book me, watch me, hear me, pay me
 I've been far too friendly now, everybody wants a favor but
 I'm not no ones savior 'cause where was you when I was blue?
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no I'm a super, superstar
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no
 Yo, talk in the mic, I'll talk neat, talk to your wife, I'll talk sweet
 Talkin' tough I'll talk with my feet, rascals raw like red meat
 Talk act, talk rough, talk sexy, talk buff
 Certain girls talk rough, talk anything, anywhere, any stuff
 Yeah, we got style, we'll get cash
 Yeah, we got style, we'll make cash
 Certain man talk trash, act funny, act flash
 Bring your bora, bring your mash, get banged, get bashed
 I don't care who they are, where they are
 If they wanna bring the beef we ain't far
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no I'm a super, superstar
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no
 I was hot steppin' in my Nike M sneaker
 You didn't know I was an MC beater, defeater, giving the MC a sleeper
 I'm in to win fairly, I'm not a cheater
 I'm starving, hungry ready to eat her
 Your drink's sweet but my drink's sweeter though
 I'm getting stronger bro, you're getting weaker bro
 I came straight from the gutter, lay low
 I'm a Ninja Turtle, you can't step into my circle
 In a sound flash I will hurt you, Paper, Astor, Liverpool
 Anyone wanna make paper, they put they're face on the floor and chew
 That's what I want, I want true things
 A double bed fling with a true thing, Wiley, Rascal that's the bum thing
 Gyal wanna bang on my bed, no long thing
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no I'm a super, superstar
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 I don't care who they are, no
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who you are, no I'm a super, superstar
 Who do they think they are? You push me too far
 Look, I don't care who they are, no
 Shut up
 No one can't say nothing ever
 I'm no fitness instructor
 

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Duration
03:07
Key
7
Tempo
160 BPM

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