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[Intro: Ceddy St. Louis]
Please settle downs, everybody sit
Sit for a second, Mildred!
Mildred, get yo' goddamn off the table
(It's a Big E beat!) now, shit
This is, this is why we don't have nothin man
It's a good here, Ceddy St. Louis
This right here about to bring to the
is a gentleman Port Arther, Texas
Real gentleman, real singer, real teller
gangsta, a true veteran of the bid'ness
Y'all him some love, talk to 'em Bun

B]
Thank y'all for to see me this evenin (yeah)
Cookin this cajun I it with seasonin (huh)
In here, I here and don't plan on leavin
The king of the trill's 'bout to pass, who's
I'm throwin, I'm on, the mic I explode
Slow all that bangin mayne just my load
test me or stress me, I'm in that mode
where I could just black out and leave yo' ass
Benzes and Beamers I drove 'em and 'em
Big booty hoes I exposed 'em and 'em
'em right out of they clothes and I have 'em
They pussy is golden (what) my dick is
And hard as a diamond, I'm when I'm rhymin
I'm closer to God, like B. I'm in
that get money frame of mind, any day and
That's what this is and shit ain't no shame in

[Interlude: Ceddy St. Louis ad libbing]

B]
Back on that bullshit so in the cattle
for war so let's get to the battle
Niggaz is with bottles and rattles
The street lights is on, it's your curfew,
That all you got G? You comin up
You ain't got the muscle, you got the heart
You need actin classes, you can't play the
Yo' ain't on money you need to get smart
I'm known to spit darts that'll in the center
in the red for the breadwinner in her
Stack in the summer, the ball in the
I'm grippin that wood (shit) just got a
You's a beginner, a novice, a
How you got bricks you can't cop a cookie?
We after paper, you the nookie
You bet against me and you lost, pay the

[Interlude: Ceddy St. Louis ad libbing]

Twista~!
They can never run in my shoes, know nothin 'bout the ones and the twos (nope)
Murder to the drums when I bruise, Twista killin them with Bun and the (yup)
Competition study harder cause I feel like we done found another tune (tune)
They gon' try to to be like Muddy Waters, be the man howlin at the moon (arooo!)
Comin up and standin on my stack (stack) a veteran but keep my dope (dope)
And you still listen out the ride (ride) I ain't got a car note (nope)
ain't snappin cause you wicked crushed and I'ma get 'em, I could tell her (tell her)
Fall dash when you tell 'em bust, he can even spit the a cappella ('pella)
He can even come right off the top (no) he don't kill 'em even he crumb (no)
He can only kill 'em in the when somebody can help him make a song (yeah)
Ask me why I don't it, I told ya
It's nothin but bullshit lyrics in yo' (ha ha!)
On the we come colder, Bun B's a boa
constrictor, Twista inflicts the pain of a
Flame and show ya, the remains of a soldier
Down home blues killin niggaz in the game, it's over

Bluesman Ceddy St. Louis ad libbing]