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Yeah,
These be buggin' God
Reason why got nuttin' to do with nuttin'
Yeah, check it out one two
We up in this joint, what?
Check the fly shit,
black out on me

Yo, black man watch out, she salt-water
Al Deuce dug her out, inside the dugout
Heard the was good, big niggaz fell victim
Mentally stripped 'em one God turned
She know magic, soakin' wet on the mattress
Skin like Cleopatra's, the actress
She been fuckin' since we to fourteen, look at Miss Thing
a ponytail kept a jar of Vasoline

She's a big now, with a body that growl
Likewise murder trial, attract crowds
Most niggaz, would the Lord over this broad
Big niggaz in drawers pose one knee on the floor
Little daydream of humpin' wildflower
Hanna Barbera faint, I'm no Rivera

Fat-ass big asses, colorful lips
Wide hips, baller kits, chrome wearin'
Blue kicks, plus jeans boomin'
Loud horn beeps, streets, the fusion yo
The heat is on, never too or too strong
In one hour Wu-Tang Clan is to perform

Police barricade, sidewalk like parades
The arena now present, de of the decade
Long and fades, bald heads, spangle waves
Extensions, Friday, just got paid
Headliner or marquee is the prime time rhyme crime
That Godly light
this hip-hop art form, yo Dunn
We can't be measured by no chart, the God

bust premature for sure
You want it raw, let me my dynamite bitch
Deep inside your
The explosion the menstruation
'Causes stomach
Patiently waitin' nine months for
Of the Earth from the Moon, woman stay in tune
Yo God, let me pour the science about the womb

It's a black hole for those who control
Fertile before you are wise
And spoiled many men and took many
And all you changed sides
Only worth a decimal compared to those who inside