Pussy Ass Kid And Hoe Ass Play (payback Is A Mutha Fucker) Lyrics

Pussy Ass Kid And Hoe Ass Play (payback Is A Mutha Fucker) lyrics

featuring Bustdown*

* credited to Luke as it appeared on his album of the
aforementioned title

Intro: Luke

Yo it's a fucked up thing! I
gotta bring Kid N' Play on this motherfuckin'
album here two pussy punk ass
niggas yo check this out what I'ma do
is I'ma go get last year's rookie of
the year JT Money of Poison Clan
this year's rookie of the year, Bustdown -
yo, Bustdown, kick some of
that West Bank shit on these fuck
niggas!!

Verse 1: Bustdown

Well, I'm first up as a rhyme
conveyor
Luke Records in the house for the payback, player
Kid N' Play
can suck a dick! Get me a mic and a 40
And let a real nigga wreck shit
To
me you're walking on a tightrope. Instead of tryin'
To be real, you're steady
sweatin' them white folks
Keep runnin' your big mouth, but if you come to my
hood,
You'll get your asshole whipped out!
Then I'ma play you to the back
seat
'Cause I'm runnin' more game than a track meet athlete
As if you
didn't know, huh, you're dealing
With a West Bank dicksman, hoe
But
anyway, I got a rhyme to deliver
Get your draws out your ass, quit frontin',
my nigga
'Cause if you don't, well you'll keep gettin dissed on
And if I
see you at a show and you're slippin', you're gettin' pissed on!

Chorus
(4x):
[What about Kid N' Play?]
[Wick-wick-wack!]

Verse 2: JT
Money

Now for starters, with Kids I don't Play
'Cause y'all some
fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie niggas anyway
JT i the house, niggas, check
it
Tryin' to diss my nigga Luke to sell your wack record?
Let me talk
about the Kid. I remember
Some ol' coochie-nigga shit you did
When we was
up in New York
You was followin' Luke, talkin' 'bout, "We gotta talk!"
On
that man's dick, got your ass wide
Open and you're talkin' that
bullshit
Both movies, I boo 'em, 'cause you had hoes,
But you wasn't
stickin' pipe to 'em
Thought they was fantastic. But through the
Whole
fuckin' movie, Kid was gettin' his ass kicked
And 'bout that other nigga
Play - He needs to
Get dissed 'cause he's a punk nigga anyway
Be 'round
here kissin' hoes, while I'm dissin' hoes
And stabbin 'em with fishin'
poles
You need to try to lay pipe in 'em
Oh, I forgot - punks don't like
women
Now you're tryin' to diss somebody
At Jack the Rapper, you was
hangin' 'round Luke's parties
Now you're outta gas, with two
motherfuckin'
Punk-haters on yo' ass, JT and Bustdown
Now let's see you
hoe niggas get tough now
Get the rubbers out your ass,
dick-suckers!
...and fuck them pussy
motherfuckers.

Chorus

Verse 3: Bustdown

Now let me put my
boy Kid in his place
With them wick-wack rhymes soundin' like Rob
Base!
'Cause if I have to come tag that ass,
I'ma max, wax, tax and drag
that ass!
I get sharp like a ice pick
I'm on a hype tip, holdin' mic
tight as a vice grip
You couldn't deal with the concept
I'm collected and
calm, but on the mike I'm a bomb threat
So motherfuckers get real
I got a
heart like gold and a dick like steel
You wanna diss, punk? Please!
You
got a flat top thicker than commodity cheese!
Luke left it up to me and
JT
To take it from the bottom to the T-O-P
I seen your second House
Party; it figures:
Two House Parties for two house-ass niggas!

Outro:
Luke

Two house motherfuckin' niggas. Do y'all niggas know what a
house
nigga is? A house nigga is a nigga who work in the house. Who
cleans
the master's ass, who cleans behind the master, who wash the
master's
ass. Y'all house niggas. I'ma feel niggas, we feel niggas here in
Miami.
That's why y'all niggas can't understand us, y'all fuck-niggas
talkin' too
much shit, y'all niggas better watch what you sayin' 'cause
y'all fuck-
niggas, y'all don't know, y'all get fucked up here. Yo, check
this out -
Miami is closed to y'all niggas. Y'all barred. Y'all can't come
here no
more, fuck-niggas. Y'all can't sell no more records here. And if all
real
niggas in the world is real like us, y'all don't buy them fuck-niggas'
shit
no more. 'Cause they ain't shit. Pussy punk-ass niggas.