Yeah, Rah Digga, Flipmode, Shit tight, to the coochie Yeah, it
And I say what's 'Cause a sista write all day and all night Dwellin' of the Hudson, New Jerusalem In seclusion, using fake
travels like a Skitzo on two tabs With doo rags hangin' from my Me, the rap bitch that goes to pediatrics Early left rappers like you were vexin'
So recognize, I make a nigga eyes come Off of five two fives, the camouflage I shoot a virus out of my spirals with mad For takin' mad titles
Wetter than a resevoir, lurking in the Striking blows like Chesamar code-name Warmer than a bomber, than the region of Ghana Get like that Trump bitch, Ivana
Now, who be writin' rhymes all Rah Digga in tha house and my is tight Peace to the that don't bite Rah in the house and my plans is tight
A Black Queen, ya believe my black jeans won't say Paco I swing to the Vill' for some waffles and beef falafel Rap very tight liquor got me Dirtier an overseas shipment of KI's
I these Tight Buttas, creme de la guttas, call me Sheik Digga Plotting over loops like the eight I'm hard, represent the feminist God That gets blunted, watch rhymers runneth,
See me in the camel Range Chop and I stop for Jake And keep heat by the waist for those that playa Now, you the way to blow, better than I tell you
to my beeper and my cellular, what? Polo curls Diggin' all the rapper's shit like they go-go
Now, who be writin' rhymes all Rah in tha house and my plans is tight Peace to the that don't bite Rah Digga in the house and my plans is
Who the tightest? I rock with Gold's good for Midas, but I want the So try me 'cuz I be the bitch I'll leave you like a thug with blonde hair
I blow up the like Dennis Scott Go forward, chance of defeatin' me is morbid 'Cuz I get you like the comin' of the Pope When I group shit tighter than a 3 suit
Peace to niggaz I rhyme My Outsidaz correspondents be fluid than embalmin' I decompose, any to the bone to they X and Y chromosome
So My Name' tagged in bold or Italics 'Cuz be the only one salvaged Number one like Beck's Tighter than three or more in a CRX
Now, who be writin' all night Rah Digga in tha house and my is tight Peace to the ones don't bite Rah Digga in the house and my plans is
Now, who be writin' rhymes all Rah Digga in tha house and my is tight Peace to the ones that don't Rah Digga in the and my plans is tight
Tight, tight, And the is tight Tight, tight, Tight, tight, And the plans is Tight, tight, One, two, three,