Traces of lipstick on my Baby you got to do some more to get this dollar Hotter than lava when you come believe that I'ma Lady Medana drink, but she to swallow Rockin' that Prada, stay up in the beauty parlor, Girl it would be my honour, make you my she hella proper, fuck with tha dumbin' cousin Sucka for lovin'-buggin', shockin' them duckin' Suckin' then finga-fuckin', then let me you somethin' I'll knock the off that English Muffin Can't me nuthin', uhn uhn Pushin' yo' botton when I'm stuckin' All of a sudden, gun-duckin', BBC! Oh girl you nasty
Yo' I get it on Doc, unlockin' yo' doors, clockin' my your mouth with a torn stockin' Rapped around and , I'm creepin' when you parkin' Shoot out the lights, the erea, then hop in Pick up my nigga who helped me figured the plottin' Droppin' the tops, the dough in rotten--New York, first flockin' Because I'm heavy Bo stockin' coat Watch ya from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking Niggaz can be forgotten Doc and Meth the top ten! Choppin' it raw, 'n blockin', Only raw choppin' his metaphores, so cops can watchin' I put 'em in and cock 'em, ready to 'em stock 'em Renevate your appartment, these two things barkin' My Mackamichi knockin', bougie hoes be spottin' on tampons I get 'em drippin' like Falls
[Chorus]: Redman,
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I figured it out: ya'll niggaz as big as yo' mouth My street-value well it ain't won't fit in yo' couch When I bust come out No matter what city hardcore dumb to fuck out Son's ya out! Nuthin' to lose, poppin' a two up in ya goose Buckle yo shoes, my boots, fuckin' with you my Anaconda like Nirvana Marijuana got bitches on knees in they Gabbanas Gettin' 'em dirty dirty with the hersey and the Holla the drama, fire two in ya Ya pigeon betta ma, the ice is a honour To in help me lift an arm up, lebaba(?) ya momma Even her donna, my dick is heronomic out a young Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh girl you nasty
Itchin' to start the mission, flippin' so keep yo' Ain't go no pot to piss in? Ain't got no Listen, I slip the clippin', you get me lippin' Come mis and a whippin', now kids is actin' different Ditchin' them double-dippin', chickens that forgettin' I ain't the one for trickin', or Rippin' these compesitions, scrippin' paper-written Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', ballin' like Pippen It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but I'm forced bittin' Shittin' like 'No he didn't', my ass and splittin' like Joe gettin' All in the zone it off like Big Daddy It no half-steppin'...I keep rappin' you keep sweatin', frontin' and ass-bettin' Duckin' my Smith & Wessen , trashin' the and catchin' Hell, we leave you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh you nasty