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Traces of lipstick on my
Baby you got to do some to get this last dollar
Hotter than lava when you come believe I'ma follow
Lady liketo drink, but she to swallow
Rockin' that Prada, Honey up in the beauty parlor,
Girl it would be my honour, you my babymomma
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 knock the stuffin' off English Muffin
Can't me nuthin', uhn uhn
Pushin' yo' panty botton when I'm
All of a sudden, gun-duckin', BBC! Oh girl you nasty

Yo' I get it on
Doc, unlockin' yo' doors, clockin' my
Suckin' your mouth a torn stockin'
Rapped and knockin' , I'm creepin' when you parkin'
Shoot out the lights, darkening the erea, hop in
Pick up my bigga who helped me figured the plottin'
Droppin' the tops, the dough
Shoppin' in York, first flockin'
Because I'm heavy Bo stockin' coat
Watch ya coat from Fo sparkin', they the parking
Niggaz can be forgotten
Doc and labled the top ten!
it raw, lockin' 'n blockin',
Only raw choppin' his metaphores, so cops can stop
I put 'em in and cock 'em, ready to rock 'em 'em
Renevate your appartment, when two things barkin'
My Mackamichi knockin', hoes be spottin' on they tampons
I get 'em drippin' like Falls

[Chorus]: Redman,

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

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

I it out: ya'll niggaz ain't as big as yo' mouth
My street-value it ain't won't even fit in yo' couch
I bust titties come out
No matter city hardcore committee's dumb to fuck out
ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, poppin' a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoes, my boots, fuckin' with you
Blow my Anaconda Nirvana
Marijuana got bitches on they knees in Gabbanas
Gettin' 'em dirty dirty with the hersey and the
Holla the drama, fire two in ya
Ya betta call ma, the ice is a honour
To in help me an arm up, lebaba(?) with ya momma
Even dirty her donna, my dick is
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'
Come mis and catch a whippin', now kids is actin'
Ditchin' them double-dippin', chickens that forgettin'
I the one for trickin', or anybody-kickin'
Rippin' these compesitions, scrippin' them
Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', ballin' Scottie Pippen
hot in Hell's Kitchen, but still I'm forced bittin'
Shittin' like 'No he didn't', wipin' my ass and
Chattin' Joe gettin'
All in the settin' it off like Big Daddy
It ain't no half-steppin'...I rappin'
you keep sweatin', frontin' and ass-bettin'
Duckin' my Smith & Wessen , trashin' the and catchin'
Hell, we you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you nasty