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Traces of on my collar
Baby you got to do some more to get this last
Hotter than lava when you come believe that follow
Medana liketo drink, but she to swallow
Rockin' that Prada, Honey stay up in the parlor,
Girl it would be my honour, you my babymomma
Holler she hella proper, with tha dumbin' cousin
Sucka for lovin'-buggin', them duckin' buckin'
then finga-fuckin', then let me show you somethin'
I'll the stuffin' off that English Muffin
tell 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
Suckin' your mouth a torn stockin'
Rapped around and knockin' , I'm creepin' you parkin'
Shoot out the lights, the erea, then hop in
up my bigga nigga who helped me figured the plottin'
Droppin' the tops, the dough
Shoppin' in rotten--New York, first
Because I'm like Bo stockin' coat
ya coat from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking
Niggaz can be forgotten
Doc and Meth the top ten!
Choppin' it raw, 'n blockin',
raw choppin' his metaphores, so cops can stop watchin'
I put 'em in and cock 'em, to rock 'em stock 'em
Renevate your appartment, when two things barkin'
My Mackamichi knockin', bougie hoes be on they tampons
I get 'em drippin' like Falls

Redman, [Meth]

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?!
pop shit nigga?!]

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

I figured it out: ya'll ain't as big as yo' mouth
My street-value it ain't won't even fit in yo' couch
When I titties come out
No matter what city hardcore committee's to fuck out
Son's ya duck out! 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 and the bombin'
Holla the drama, fire two in ya
Ya pigeon betta ma, the ice is a honour
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, flippin' so yo' distance
Ain't go no pot to piss in? Ain't got no
Listen, I slip the clippin', you get me lippin'
Come mis and catch a whippin', now kids is different
Ditchin' them double-dippin', that keep forgettin'
I ain't the one for trickin', or
Rippin' these compesitions, them paper-written
Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', ballin' Scottie Pippen
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but still I'm forced
Shittin' like 'No he didn't', wipin' my ass and
Chattin' like Joe
All in the zone settin' it off Big Daddy
It no half-steppin'...I keep rappin'
Staten you sweatin', frontin' and ass-bettin'
Duckin' my & Wessen , trashin' the Meth and catchin'
Hell, we you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you nasty