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Traces of on my collar
Baby you got to do more to get this last dollar
Hotter than lava when you come believe that follow
Lady liketo drink, but she to swallow
Rockin' that Prada, Honey up in the beauty parlor,
Girl it would be my honour, make you my
Holler she proper, fuck with tha dumbin' cousin
Sucka for lovin'-buggin', shockin' them duckin'
then finga-fuckin', then let me show you somethin'
I'll the stuffin' off that English Muffin
tell me nuthin', uhn uhn
Pushin' yo' panty when I'm stuckin'
All of a sudden, gun-duckin', BBC! Oh girl you nasty

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

Redman, [Meth]

Now who a nigga?!
[Now who a nigga?!]
Now who the nigga?!
who the sick nigga?!]
Now who you nigga?!
[With who you nigga?!]
Who shit nigga?!
[Who pop nigga?!]

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

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

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