Knoc-turn`al F- Dr Dre Missy Elliott Knoc Lyrics

Knoc Lyrics

Whatchu want?

 Whatchu want?

 Get off me

 

 [Knoc] I pull quick, it's useless

 [Knoc] I'm fully clipped, 6 fo' fully dipped

 [Knoc] Throw chrome whip with three freaks and full hips with firm tits

 [Dr.D] Yeah we fully chipped, been on gangsta shit

 [Dr.D] It's ruthless, drunk off toothless

 [Dr.D] Who make hits? (Dre)

 

 [Knoc-turn'al]

 Who we wit? (Knoc)

 Westcoast parties don't stop

 Who drop head-boppers? (The head doctor, bed-rocker)

 Police pursue me in squad cars and helicopters

 Checkin lockers, Mexican connect to play soccer

 PH's and cockblockers

 Ho-hoppers, weez niggaz is off the rocker

 Sippin cranberry juice on rocks with vodka

 We're pocket popperin, red foxes die (for real)

 Takin names and takin orders

 Ya fake ya name, and I'm all up on ya

 Nigga that's Cali-fornia

 Palm trees and 6-3's on deez

 Rims dip to make the spokes go to

 Slangin boulders, thought I told ya

 True soldiers, comin from the motherfuckin shoulders (WOOP!)

 

 [Hook: Missy Elliott]

 Take it ea-say! (ea-say)

 Cuz it's the motherfuckin KNOC!

 Hotter than yo' block fulla motherfuckin COPS!

 Bow down when ya see me!

 Knoc the truth best believe it!

 Take it ea-say! (ea-say)

 Cuz it's the motherfuckin KNOC!

 Hotter than a freak who givin head who won't STOP!

 Bow down when ya pass thru!

 Knoc-turn'al God damn you!

 

 [Knoc-turn'al]

 What's the difference between us? (Nah not that again)

 New songs, and new cars, and new broads, and new thongs

 On Crenshaw Boulevard - Line 'em up at the bar

 Girl you know who we are, hip-hop superstars

 Roll deep? Nah, we roll hard and deep

 Bogart yo beef get the fuck off my street

 Getcha motherfuckin ass beat

 L.A., Compton, Long Beach, whooptie-whoop nigga what?

 I don't give a fuck

 Hustlers, hood-rats, sick-ass thugs - Crips and Bloods

 (Hell nigga!) All my real niggaz raise it up

 Nuttin but dubs, you got a sack, nigga what?

 Raise it up

 

 [Hook: Missy Elliott]

 

 [Knoc-turn'al]

 Bitch you ain't 'bout shit, my bad

 Turn off the lights, don't trip

 Give a nig' some ack wipe, and act like..

 You might.. lick balls tonight

 Girls all pause, hell nah, girls drop draws on site

 Do drugs, shroom cups, smoke bud, all night

 That's right, I like.. my sexual women, fuck dykes

 Suck dick? No, but your father might

 Fuckin hermaphrodite!

 Duck the IRS, fuckin Howard Stern's wife

 In traffic, bitch gave me head in real life

 L.A. city lights, C.A. get it right

 Westcoast on the grind, these niggaz done lost they minds

 Straight loungin in the sunshine

 Here's one thing you bitch niggaz must know

 Fuck you! Please believe that, and I mean that

 

 [Hook: Missy Elliott]