[mad Yo, yo, I spit six of rap figures, get your (shit) Require some (shit) to stitch lips together My stick together, mic rip together Move no bricks or I hits to flip my cheddar No chicks for you and your man? trick together Y'all fools flow? y'all cats brick together I do a song with a whole they getting lit together Pop your snotbox son, move and stick, you'd Nextel cellphone cb, chips In a with two chicks that like to lick together He talking slick? he'll skip when I get the he wearing red, cause tonight, he might leave redder I'm about to send a fix that'll split your Crying that trick trying to pull a vick, you deader Your chick looking at my (dick) her (tits) together Got you and the head of your label watch y'all slit your wrists Y'all wanna battle? y'all cats are ripped together In a draft me and my better half get picked Your girl get got, I ain't got to sweat her Cause see I hop out a coupe, duke, you hop out of jettas She to see it, so guess what (nigga) I let her! Now want to stretch me to and I just met her Hit 'em both now them hoes is throwing together Turn them (bitches) to foes, they won't even sit Me and you on the same and we spit together? And I don't you look bad? you sound sick, son, never Timbaland, that's my man, we hits together You and your producer, y'all miss together Aim low, extra clips just to leave you Had the doctors mending (motherfucking) hips together That's your y'all cats think you look slick together? Y'all look gay, y'all piss and (shit) together Pop your brother, you and your reminice together See the preacher how your family used to together He come back if y'all just wish together He won't, go upstairs and a ( ) of his letter Haters to swiss cheese me, I'm like "whatever" That's like skydiving son, trying to grip a Me and my flow? we're about to get rich You and need to change our f-ing pitch together Y'all the type rap cats snitch together F around, get down in a ditch together Oh, now y'all cats to pop (shit) together? My clique in here you can get kicked together mickeys, have rappers getting sick together Break fools like a couple of soup together Mad skillz and va, we on your together Y'all sick, I'm gonna be sick this forever, what?
I told y'all we don't stop right baby, timbaland, mad skillz, uh Feel us, us