lick hitters Go getters and wig splitters and a little game that gives shivers Playboy how you figure you can step to a hog Let off a hundred rounds drums punishing you and
And you drive all night and then you see a light And it comes right down and lands on the ground And out comes a man from Mars And you try to run but
gone blast me Catch me dippin to some screw Attitude rude, drippin sweat, about to finger-fuck this tech I leave em stretch reaching for a rifle Got him a pump before a
far And you drive all night and then you see a light And it comes right down and lands on the ground And out comes a man from Mars And you try to run
ya heat then I'ma heat that ass trick Don't ever underestimate a nigga with a giant size heart And king size trigga finger And don't ever fuck wit Wick
cut it up "Recognize I'm a fool, and you love me!" [x4] Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang Roc-A-Fella Roc-A-Fella Roc-A-Fella Roc-A-Fella [Outro] Cli-Clinton Sparks
a tennis shoe pimp, y'all (Pimp y'all) When I'm rollin' through your hood in my six, ohhhh, that be you When our four colors rock, front and ass out All the riders shake and
get faded for no reason Same ol' haircut, keep it low and breathin' If you see me in a barbershop, go on and run Cuz I'm probably gettin' a perm and my toe
the Law can shuffle To my door they know when I get bored HUSTLE My Man Goffrey Joe, still stop and go Get a glock and blow if I yell Da da Doe Is you
the Law can shuffle To my door they know when I get bored HUSTLE My Man Goffrey Joe, still stop and go Get a glock and blow if I yell Da da Doe Is
know I blew up, because I got on my top And I drop with a new cut Invent a style and they want that like that Seen a ho wanna spin in my Cadillac Give
wasn't carin Backslapped that hoe in front of her parents More ki's than a janitor It gets mannisher and mannisher and mannisher Smokin on a roach, loitering in a
to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore, what would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce, she's havin' another baby in a month, and it's yours
and park it You wanted a market, i got her tied up in a chair and gag Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged Like cave-women, while
Its about a hot beat, a hot beat Its about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
own nerves And if I don't got two balls and a middle finger to throw up I'm takin off both shoes and stickin each middle toe up (Fuck y'all!!!!) Chorus