Skoob and dray giving
Well a buck-buck (here) And a (there) From the to the (rear) Throw hands (in the air) x3*
Verse 1:
Ding! back in the ring yo the tag team jams (yeah yeah yeah) So all rise for the balk, your lies mark your drum Now I'm and I'm faster, thicker than your pasta I got more styles than mc's can master I'm (what? ) d-wilin, (what? ) three stylin (what ? ) regardless Beatin me is like the bills dallas them shorts fro the midgets, there! I be the shit, it And I light that ass up like the numerical digits In my (beeper), cos we're throwin in the (sleeper) I'm dazin you (etha), more hoodies than the (grim reaper) Be on you everywhere, my style it the everyday It's better, sayin shit that other niggas never say (kid) Cookin the flows (what? ) to make your toes tip (tip) I used to be a wheel watcher til I got my (whip) You see I walk with a (bop bop), I talk the (slop slop) Man, you six bull balls in a slot (slot slot) It's the abortion, son I'm launchin, quick to shit Click-click now I'm on some draw mcgraw shit For shit, now dice bring it back on the we get the busters, smoke blunts out the mill (yeah)
So get the (here) And the (there) the front to the (rear) Throw hands in the (air air) With a (here here) And a (buck here) From the to the (rear) Throw your (in the air) a buck-buck (here) And a (there there) From the to the (yeah rear) your hands (in the air) With a (here here) And a (there there give em) Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (from the rear, throw hands in the air, yeah)
Verse 2:
Well yo, the one is for my nuts (uhh), the two is for my (penis) You see I can rock this microphone (yeah) from here to venus Boy, I mean this, you've never seen this because you're (corny) I'm sleepin on ya raps, I'm drinkin (yeah) nass you're foamy Wit that weak shit, I freak shit like I'm ta (yeah) Try to test my skills, word is bond (motherfucker), I'm roast ya (yeah) I do this, they be "who dis? " (who dis? ), I break the answer (answer) Krazy fuckin drayzie on the mic (yeah), I spread (cancer) So it (yeah) cos i'ma keep it straighter than an arrow Niggas on my jive (why? ) because I like a camaro Back to rip the tribes so pack vest, so check the flow (flow) Some niggas copy but they're soppy like joe (yo) joe (yo) How I rip the on the mic (nightly) Tell y'all niggas now there a motherfucker like me! (ya hype be), I'm slightly in the mood so watch me wreck (yeah) Check shit, I be on some new (neck shit) I flex shit, that's the way I it on a angle You knows who I are, my star like the spangled Banner, bust the but I bring forth my knockers If it ain't (aiyyo) then it gotta be some rockin (bow! bow! bow!) I'm risin in ? ? ? ? and corn flakes, you're gonna lose me (lose me) And if ya didn't know, one here (this is why my nigga choose me)
So give a And a there the front to the (rear) Throw your (in the air)
a buck-buck (here) And a (there) From the to the (rear) Throw your in the air to fade*