(Repeat 3x) up off it!
(Anybody Killa) Quit Actin' like I don't know you up to I see right you So you gonna do? Never will you step a foot around me 'Cause hangin' you I can't win Some of the people in this is some straight up hoes nose, I suppose, that's how it goes But I sit watchin', clockin' dollars With a on my face waitin' for you to holla So I can say nevehoe, nope, you thinkin'? All up in my face, tryna thug, breath You can get the barrel from my homey, Shaggy's All up in your face in case ya taste a hot one I got no love for marks Punks, hoes, Grown ass So stay and don't come to close 'Cause you never who may wanna come and slit ya throat
(Chorus 2x) You gettin' shit up off it!
(Shaggy 2 Dope) I can't a muthafucka like you my pockets in mind, I don't care what you into I got too many mouths to feeds kids to mothers My wife and brothers and too others See I'm being to speak on you sit back and see me as a jar of Grey Poupon I should'a just stuck my dick in mouth your eyes chocolate donuts and bounced the fuck out I go home and meditate with sage Tryna brush off forked tongues like back in the day But new name is vittle fingers 'Cause your a bank account raper tryin' to my dinners another undercover crackhead It down to you ain't rapin' me again Nevehoe, bitch, for now and get your hands out my cookie jar you fuckin' whore
(Chorus 4x) You ain't shit up off it!
(Anybody Killa) Nevehoe, not no mo' 'Cause all your true are startin' to show Greedy ass, in the cookie jar Tryna get a but it's just too hard Let me catch you again, I thought I said Tryna take what's but you ain't that clever Runnin' a hatchet We don't stop, so you gets no cream of our
(Shaggy 2 Dope) Twelve years in this game, for So you can a teller out my butt, BITCH! Now fuck that, time for some chokin' Crackin' those legs open, your drunk and smokin' Spittin' out babies your spit your game Shitloads of money in minutes of fame Nevehoe, no, I the one I don't one, but I do got a gun
(Chorus 4x) You ain't shit up off it!
What, what..? Bring shit in bitch, what?!.. (Stay up off it!) Man, don't even touch my weed, dog I will that lip..(Stay up off it!) Don't, don't, don't...you ain't gettin' no ride, fuck you, you got no gas money (Stay up off it!) Naw, hoe don't even fuckin' about my bank account bitch! (Stay up off it!)