| Somebody tell honey I’m good, just like a licorice
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| Meth got 'em stuck in the hood just like a clitoris
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| Something like this track from Roc', ya’ll, ridiculous
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| Don’t touch her if I’m getting my rocks off, she ticklish
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| Now if I turn it up, shorty if you got a Dutch then we can burn it up
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| I ain’t the type that need to drink to get his courage up
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| Half ya’ll get a drink and think you murderers
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| Yo, I know you heard of us, Red &Meth, here take a photo
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| Walk in serious like Miguel Coto
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| Pimp in my mojo, swing in my logo
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| Def Squad, Wu-Tang, that’s how I do things
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| Hit my blunt, baby I see your pussy a lil' bit
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| That’s when I know it’s on, it’s time to head home
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| And we kick bitches out, around six in the morning
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| O.G. |
| bubblegum, kush burn a bush
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| See you pussies like to eat out, need to learn to cook
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| Look, Meth wasn’t eating 'em til I learned to juks
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| Tried to catch something, everytime I work a hook
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| Now if I crank it up, if I put it in the cup would you drink it up
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| Ever get caught up in a lie and try to change it up
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| You got a pocket full of lime, try and blaze it up
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| When I bust, I sip on that sir, fly to Miami and act up a lil' bit
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| I know eyes on me, when I count to three
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| Make believe you was indeed a copied MC
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| You can smell me a lil' bit, boy, my connect just mailed me a lil' bit
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| I got that block out of drought, now everybody love me
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| It’s like Beetlejuice, shit gon' get ugly
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| I got to be out, at the club door with the key out
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| Bouncer at the door trynna tell me put the weed out
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| Honey got her feet out, the dudes coked up looking skied out
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| Tapped her on the shoulder like let’s be out
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| Now should I speed it up, you know whisper in her ear, skeet skeet it up
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| Or should I take it to the crib and try to beat it up
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| A little candlelight and dinner when we need it up
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| Yo, another one light the dutch, it’s Redman, holla bitch
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| Fuck you, that means she swallowed it
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| I do double on the turn, you must learn
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| Like K-R, the A-R, I grip it firm
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| If they brought hip hop back, sucker MC’s be eating a lil' bit
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| Redman is on fire, so call him quick
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| You can reach me at 1−800 Eat-A-Dick |