[Meth]
Traces of lipstick on my collar
Baby you got to do some more to get this last dollar
Hotter than lava when you come believe that I ma follow
Lady Madonna like but she don t like to swallow
Rockin that producthoney stay up in the beauty-polla
Girl it would be my honourmake you my babymomma
Holler she hella proper with tha dumbin cousin
Sucka for lovin -buggin shockin them duckin buckin
Suckin then finga- in then let me show you somethin
I ll knock that stuffin off that English muffin
Can t tell me nuthin uhn uhn
Pushin yo panic button in when I m stuckin
All of a suddenbaby gun-duckin BBC! Oh girl you nasty
[Redman]
Yo I get it on poppin
Docunlockin yo doorsclockin my drawers
Suckin your mouth with a torn stockin
Rapped around ya nogginI m creepin when you parkin
Shoot out the lightsdarkening the ereathen hop in
Pick up my bigga nigga who helped me figured the plottin
Droppin the topssplittin the dough
Shoppin in rotten--New Yorkfirst flockin
Because I m heavy like Bo stockin coat
Watch ya coat from Fo sparkin they leave the parking
Niggaz unforgetable can be forgotten
Doc and Meth album enterin the top ten!
Choppin it rawlockin n blockin
Only raw choppin his metaphoresso cops can stop watchin
I put em in and cock emready to rock em stock em
Renevate your appartmentwhen these two things barkin
My Mackamichi knockin bougie holes be spottin on they tampons
I get em dripple like Leaky faucets
[Chorus]: Redman[Meth]
Now who a bitch nigga?!
[Now who a snitch nigga?!]
Now who the shit nigga?!
[Now who the sick nigga?!]
Now who you with nigga?!
[With who you with nigga?!]
Who rock shit nigga?!
[Who pop shit nigga?!]
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Redman]
I figured it out: ya ll niggaz ain t as big as yo mouth
My street-value well it ain t won t even fit in yo couch
When I bust come out
No matter what city committee s dumb to out
Son s ya duck out! Nuthin to losepoppin a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoesscuff on my boots in with you
Blow my Anaconda like Nirvana
Marhihuana got bitches on they knees and they gon bind us
Gettin em dirty dirty with the hersey and the bombin
Holla the dramafire two in ya armor
Ya pigeon betta call mathe ice is a honour
To in help me lift an arm uplebaba(?) with ya momma
Even dirty her donna is heronomic
Pull out a young Geroni-moBBC! Oh girl you nasty
[Meth]
Itchin to start the missionflippin so keep yo distance
Ain t go no pot to piss in? Ain t got no competition
ListenI slip the clippin trippin you get me lippin
Come mis and catch a whippin now kids is actin different
Ditchin them double-dippin chickens that keep forgettin
I ain t the one for trickin or anybody-kickin
Rippin these compesitionsscrippin them paper-written
Hold em and hit n stickin ballin like Scottie Pippen
It s hot in Hell s Kitchenbut still I m frost bittin
Shittin like No he didn t wipin my ass and splittin
Chattin like Joe gettin
All in the zone settin it off like Big Daddy
It ain t no half-steppin ...I keep rappin
Staten you keep sweatin frontin and ass-bettin
Duckin my Smith & wessontrashin the Meth and catchin
Hellwe leave you restin in PEACEBBC! Oh girl you nasty
[Chorus]

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