You lyrics
[Meth] Traces of lipstick on my collar Baby you got to do some more to get
this last dollar Hotter than lava when you come believe that I'ma
follow Lady Medana like the drink-machine I like to swallow Rockin' that
Prada, Honey stay up in the beauty parlor, Girl it would be my honour, make
you my babymomma Holler she hella proper, fuck with tha dumbin'
cousin Sucka for lovin'-buggin', shockin' them duckin' buckin' Suckin'
then finga-fuckin', then let me say you somethin' I'm not to stuffin' of
that English muffin Can't tell me nuthin', uhn uhn Pushin' yo' ? in when
I'm stuckin' All of a sudden, baby gun-duckin', BBC! Oh girl you
nasty
[Redman] Yo' I get it on poppin' Doc, unlockin' yo' doors,
clockin' my drawers Suckin' your mouth with a torn stockin' Rapped around
? , I'm creepin' when you parkin' Shoot out the lights, darkening the erea,
then hop in Pick up my bigga nigga who helped me figured the
plottin' Droppin' the tops, splittin' the dough Shoppin' in rotten--New
York, first flockin' Because I'm heavy like Bo stockin' coat Watch ya
coat from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking Niggaz unforgetable can be
forgotten Doc and Meth ? the top ten! Choppin' it raw, lockin' 'n
blockin', Only raw choppin' his metaphores, so cops can stop watchin' I
put 'em in and cock 'em, ready to rock 'em stock 'em Renevate your
appartment, when these two things barkin' My Mackamichi knockin', bougie
holes be spottin' on they trampers I get 'em dripple like Lickey
Falses
[Chorus]: Redman, [Meth]
Now who a bitch nigga?! [Now
who a snitch nigga?!] Now who the shit nigga?! [Now who the sick
nigga?!] Now who you with nigga?! [With who you with nigga?!] Who rock
shit nigga?! [Who pop shit nigga?!]
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!]
Come on! [Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come
on!
[Redman] I figured it out: ya'll niggaz ain't as big as yo'
mouth My street-value well it ain't won't even fit in yo' couch When I
bust titties come out No matter what city hardcore committee's dumb to fuck
out Son's ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, poppin' a two up in ya
goose Buckle yo shoes, cuffle my boots, fuckin' with you Blow my Anaconda
like Nirvana Marijuana got bitches on they knees in they Gabbanas Gettin'
'em dirty dirty with the hersey and the bombin' Holla the drama, fire two in
ya armor Ya pigeon betta call ma, the ice is a honour To in help me lift
an arm up, lebaba(?) with ya momma Even dirty her donna, my dick is
heronomic Pull out a young Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh girl you
nasty
[Meth] Itchin' to start the mission, flippin' so keep yo'
distance Ain't go no pot to piss in? Ain't got no competition Listen, I
slip the clippin', trippin' you get me lippin' Come mis and catch a
whippin', now kids is actin' different Ditchin' them double-dippin',
chickens that keep forgettin' I ain't the one for trickin', or
anybody-kickin' Rippin' these compesitions, scrippin' them
paper-written Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', ballin' like Scottie
Pippen It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but still I'm forced bittin' Shittin'
like 'No he didn't', wipin' my ass and splittin' Chattin' like Joe
gettin' All in the zone settin' it off like Big Daddy It ain't no
half-steppin'...I keep rappin' Staten you keep sweatin', frontin' and
ass-bettin' Duckin' my Smith & ? , trashin' the Meth and catchin' Hell,
we leave you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you nasty
[Chorus]
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