Yeah, Rah Digga, Flipmode, Shit tight, down to the Yeah, it
And I say tight 'Cause a sista write rhymes all day and all Dwellin' South of the Hudson, New In seclusion, fake pseudonyms
Mind travels like a Skitzo on two With doo rags hangin' my pockets Me, the rap bitch that goes to pediatrics Early left rappers like you straight vexin'
So recognize, I a nigga eyes come alive Off of two fives, disguise the camouflage I shoot a virus out of my with mad priors For takin' mad niggaz
than a resevoir, lurking in the bushes Striking blows like Chesamar code-name Warmer than a bomber, hotter the region of Ghana Get loot that Trump bitch, Ivana
Now, who be writin' rhymes all Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is Peace to the that don't bite Rah Digga in the and my plans is tight
A Black Queen, ya best believe my black jeans won't say I swing to the for some waffles and some beef falafel Rap very liquor got me different Dirtier than an overseas shipment of
I write these Tight Buttas, creme de la guttas, call me Digga over loops like the eight figures Baby I'm hard, the feminist God That gets blunted, watch rhymers runneth,
See me in the camel Range Chop and I won't for Jake And keep heat by the waist for those playa hate Now, show you the way to blow, better I tell you
Word to my and my cellular, what? Polo curls Diggin' all the rapper's shit they go-go girls
Now, who be rhymes all night Rah in tha house and my plans is tight Peace to the ones that don't Rah Digga in the and my plans is tight
Who the tightest? I rock laryngitis Gold's good for Midas, but I the highest So try me 'cuz I be the bitch I'll leave you twisted like a thug blonde hair
I blow up the spot like Dennis Go forward, your chance of defeatin' me is 'Cuz I get you open the comin' of the Pope When I group shit tighter than a 3 piece
Peace to I rhyme wit' My Outsidaz correspondents be fluid than embalmin' I decompose, any to the bone Down to they X and Y
So 'See My Name' tagged in or Italics I'll be the only one salvaged Number one imported Beck's Tighter than three or heads in a CRX
Now, who be writin' all night Rah Digga in tha and my plans is tight Peace to the ones that bite Rah Digga in the and my plans is tight
Now, who be writin' all night Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is Peace to the ones that bite Rah in the house and my plans is tight
Tight, tight, And the plans is Tight, tight, Tight, tight, And the plans is Tight, tight, One, two, three,