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Traces of lipstick on my
Baby you got to do some more to get this dollar
Hotter than lava you come believe that I'ma follow
Medana liketo drink, but she to swallow
Rockin' that Prada, stay up in the beauty parlor,
Girl it would be my honour, you my babymomma
Holler she hella proper, fuck with tha cousin
Sucka for lovin'-buggin', shockin' them buckin'
Suckin' finga-fuckin', then let me show you somethin'
I'll knock the stuffin' off that Muffin
Can't me nuthin', uhn uhn
Pushin' yo' panty botton I'm stuckin'
All of a sudden, baby gun-duckin', BBC! Oh girl you

Yo' I get it on
Doc, unlockin' yo' doors, my drawers
your mouth with a torn stockin'
Rapped around and knockin' , I'm creepin' you parkin'
Shoot out the lights, darkening the erea, hop in
Pick up my bigga nigga who helped me the plottin'
the tops, splittin' the dough
Shoppin' in rotten--New York, flockin'
Because I'm like Bo stockin' coat
ya coat from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking
Niggaz unforgetable can be
Doc and Meth the top ten!
Choppin' it raw, 'n blockin',
Only raw choppin' his metaphores, so can stop watchin'
I put 'em in and cock 'em, ready to 'em stock 'em
your appartment, when these two things barkin'
My knockin', bougie hoes be spottin' on they tampons
I get 'em drippin' Licky Falls

[Chorus]: Redman,

Now who a nigga?!
who a snitch nigga?!]
Now who the nigga?!
[Now who the nigga?!]
Now who you nigga?!
who you with nigga?!]
Who rock nigga?!
[Who pop nigga?!]

[Come on!] on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] on!
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] on!
[Come on!] Come on! on!] Come on!

I figured it out: ya'll ain't as big as yo' mouth
My street-value well it won't even fit in yo' couch
When I titties come out
No matter what city committee's dumb to fuck out
Son's ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoes, cuffle my boots, with you
my Anaconda like Nirvana
Marijuana got bitches on they knees in they
Gettin' 'em dirty with the hersey and the bombin'
the drama, fire two in ya armor
Ya pigeon betta call ma, the ice is a
To in help me an arm up, lebaba(?) with ya momma
dirty her donna, my dick is heronomic
Pull out a young Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh girl you

Itchin' to start the mission, so keep yo' distance
Ain't go no pot to in? Ain't got no competition
Listen, I slip the clippin', you get me lippin'
mis and catch a whippin', now kids is actin' different
Ditchin' double-dippin', chickens that keep forgettin'
I ain't the one for trickin', or
Rippin' these compesitions, scrippin' paper-written
Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', ballin' like Scottie
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but still I'm forced
Shittin' 'No he didn't', wipin' my ass and splittin'
Chattin' like Joe
All in the settin' it off like Big Daddy
It ain't no half-steppin'...I keep
you keep sweatin', frontin' and ass-bettin'
Duckin' my Smith & Wessen , the Meth and catchin'
Hell, we you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you nasty