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

Yo' I get it on
Doc, yo' doors, clockin' my drawers
Suckin' your with a torn stockin'
Rapped around and , I'm creepin' when you parkin'
out the lights, darkening 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 like Bo stockin'
Watch ya from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking
Niggaz can be forgotten
Doc and Meth 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 'em stock 'em
Renevate appartment, when these two things barkin'
My Mackamichi knockin', bougie hoes be spottin' on they
I get 'em like Licky Falls

[Chorus]: Redman,

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 rock nigga?!
[Who pop nigga?!]

on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! on!] Come 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 bust titties out
No matter what city hardcore committee's to fuck out
Son's ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, poppin' a two up in ya
yo shoes, cuffle 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, two in ya armor
Ya pigeon call ma, the ice is a honour
To in help me lift an arm up, lebaba(?) ya momma
Even dirty her donna, my is heronomic
Pull out a young Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh you nasty

Itchin' to start the mission, flippin' so yo' distance
Ain't go no pot to piss in? 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', that keep forgettin'
I ain't the one for trickin', or
Rippin' compesitions, scrippin' them paper-written
Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', ballin' like Pippen
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but I'm forced bittin'
like 'No he didn't', wipin' my ass and splittin'
Chattin' Joe gettin'
All in the zone settin' it off like Big
It no half-steppin'...I keep rappin'
Staten you keep sweatin', and ass-bettin'
Duckin' my & Wessen , trashin' the Meth and catchin'
Hell, we leave you in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you nasty