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(feat. Redman)

Traces of on my collar
Baby you got to do some more to get last dollar
Hotter than lava when you believe that I'ma follow
Lady Madonna like the but she don't like to swallow
Rockin' product, honey stay up in the beauty-polla'
it would be my honour, make you my babymomma
Holler she hella proper, with tha dumbin' cousin
Sucka for lovin'-buggin', shockin' them buckin'
Suckin' then finga-fuckin', let me show you somethin'
I'll knock that off that English muffin
tell me nuthin', uhn uhn
Pushin' yo' button in when I'm stuckin'
All of a sudden, baby gun-duckin', BBC! Oh girl you

Yo' I get it on
Doc, unlockin' yo' doors, clockin' my
Suckin' your mouth a torn stockin'
Rapped around ya noggin, I'm creepin' you parkin'
out the lights, darkening the erea, then hop in
Pick up my bigga who helped me figured the plottin'
Droppin' the tops, splittin' the
Shoppin' in rotten--New York, first
Because I'm heavy Bo stockin' coat
Watch ya coat Fo sparkin', they leave the parking
Niggaz unforgetable can be
Doc and Meth enterin' 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, when two things barkin'
My Mackamichi knockin', holes be spottin' on they tampons
I get 'em like Leaky faucets

Redman, (Meth)]

Now who a nigga?!
(Now who a nigga?!)
Now who the nigga?!
(Now who the nigga?!)
Now who you nigga?!
(With who you nigga?!)
Who shit nigga?!
(Who pop nigga?!)

(Come on!) Come on! (Come on!) on!
(Come on!) Come on! (Come on!) on!
(Come on!) on! (Come on!) Come on!
(Come on!) Come on! (Come on!) on!

I figured it out: ya'll ain't as big as yo' mouth
My street-value well it won't even fit in yo' couch
When I titties come out
No matter city hardcore committee's dumb to fuck out
Son's ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, a two up in ya goose
yo shoes, scuff on my boots, fuckin' with you
Blow my Anaconda like
Marhihuana got bitches on they knees and gon' bind us
'em dirty 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 me lift an arm up, lebaba(?) with 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 keep yo'
Ain't go no pot to piss in? Ain't got no
Listen, I slip the clippin', trippin' you get me
Come mis and catch a whippin', now kids is different
Ditchin' them double-dippin', chickens keep forgettin'
I the one for trickin', or anybody-kickin'
Rippin' these compesitions, scrippin' them
Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', ballin' like Pippen
It's hot in Kitchen, but still I'm frost bittin'
Shittin' like 'No he didn't', my ass and splittin'
like Joe gettin'
All in the zone settin' it off like Big
It ain't no half-steppin'...I rappin'
Staten you keep sweatin', frontin' and
Duckin' my Smith & wesson, trashin' the and catchin'
Hell, we leave you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you