Bus driver, here gal refused to give me her seat! Everybody, huh, Yeah, uh, uh, uh, now Uh, yeah, yo
What up my people equal? be Tical , The Prequel Shine up the eagle, light up that extra lethal I mean that, "Ooh wee", three and two G's I'm back with new trees, I wrapped in leafs
While was just rappin', who get the set crackin'? Just a neck snappin', let's get this next platinum What's Def Jam? Remember Meth Man? I held your through them years when ya'll was stressed, fam
That's why I still love you and Russell still get to pumpin' iron, and flex some real muscle Up in this bitch due, my click is Rude And I got the ivory, this ain't the flick, dude
Somebody me, ya'll can't hold me Naughty By Nature, do my all by my lonely You need back off bitch, you don't me Got to leave these alone, they too nosey
is killin', M.C. killin' What more can I say, grillin' That's what niggas get for actin' And since understood, would you?
Would you? Would you? you? Uh huh, dollar day That dollar day, ey That dollar day, that dollar day, ey
Okay, the issue, don't let that love get you My love pistol, doin' they thug dizzle Bet ya'll know, did you? That I'm a pro, did you? Until the flow hit you, it, I'm official
Bone wit more gristle, from chrome nickel that don't tickle, can't wait to zone wit you I'm hard as chisel, Meth got his own little to go triple for shizzle
Ya'll my occupation, I'm puttin' in the work So any imitation, I'm puttin' in the shit is aggravatin', why ya'll procrastinatin' I got some massive waitin', and she masturbatin'
Welcome to New Yitty, where is two fifty If I got a problem, then that's one problem too So don't tempt me, I'll until I'm empty Swiftly, way, I get the chance to take you with me, muthafucka!
is killin', M.C. killin' What can I say, stop grillin' That's what niggas get for Hollywood And ya'll understood, would you?
you? Would you? Would you? Uh huh, dollar day That dollar day, ey That dollar day, that dollar day, ey
Yo, I got style, H rap round, back up and down Act up, we clown, last up to bat now It's me Ticallion, like Barry Bonds Mommy got a thong, happy 'cuz daddy gone
it up it a little bit, a notch, and it'll get Cook it the griddle gets so hot, good lookin' kid Okay, now was I? Prepared, was I Your man broke his jaw to say what I
Say on this mic, not a day in your life, ya Say I ain't nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, ya? Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come her, she Can hear me "cummin'" like my dick's in her ear or
I put on my momma, she put that on her kids He put that chrome on your dome and blowed ya wig That's how it is, ask Dig We on your block, with 'nuff shots to give, muthafucka!
is killin', M.C. killin' What more can I say, grillin' That's what niggas get for Hollywood And since ya'll understood, you?
Would Would you? Would you? Uh huh, dollar day That dollar day, ey dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
Meth is killin', M.C. What more can I say, stop That's what niggas get for Hollywood And since ya'll understood, would
Would Would you? Would you? Uh huh, dollar day dollar dollar day, ey That dollar day, that dollar day, ey