+ (Redman) Get a fuckin bleedin mate! (Yeah!) (Gilla House!) Big Ben and all that fuckin bullshit (Gilla House, ya heard?) You fuckin Muppets, you cunts! (Gilla.. Gilla.. Gilla.. go!)
Yo, yo Muscle my way in, old fathers Gilla, feelin in my prime Pull up a Coupe a color can't find Plasma TV on the outside I overdo it strong, got chicks buck ya down from that look like Nia Long I'm hot, my collar up like The Fonz To my guns you need wet and karma bombs You got I got chubby too Me starve in the park, you on ComicView You funny, I flood the tsunami Wash out the niggaz, then I tag 'em _Dry Me_ I'm married to the game, the brass my When in the house, there's a problem Houston! I guzzle Crunk to the neck So when I walk in the party ain't gon' do shurrr Redman is shurrr, the principality like wurrrm for the lyrics I burrrn Nigga wait your turrrn, we can in a second So I can bankrupt ya like, 11 I'm the shit like Janet undressin Believe it, I quarterback you receive it Same on MTV Cribs mine I ain't cause my eyes redder than iodine I'm back muh'fucker, so up your I'ma leave the way I came, that's thorough I run up in your hood 80 deep it sound like _Drumlines_ at A&T, muh'fucker
[Chorus: Gilla House - check, Def - check White tee - check, Goretex - When we we number one - we lied We number one two four AND five Gilla House - check, City - check 89 - check, cash yo - "They don't give a fuck about y'all niggaz doin" {*scratch: "Holla at b-boy-boy!*}
If you find a bag of on the floor, pick it up And if you it I got 10 on the dub I'm hard to find pickin weed out a rug I'm worldwide fool, I don't care a buzz Dawn of the Red, for the bread I got pitbulls on to a sled My block'll riot like shot Cornbread The Pres'll a missile with a foreign head KABOOM! Guess who stepped in the Streetsweeper out, ready to all of a sudden, you get it in the end Like from Marlena cousin, I'm a menace I was as hell, first time I made it Now e'rything I own is activated Boy I'm lyin, I'm just tryin to make my doorbell is rubbin two wires together
[Chorus: Gilla - check, Wu-Tang - check White tee - check, Air - check we said we number one - we lied We number one two four AND five Gilla House - check, Uptown - haze - check, cash yo - check "They don't give a fuck what y'all niggaz doin" {*scratch: "Holla at b-boy-boy!*}