(feat. Biz Markie, Erick Sermon, Keith Murray)
[Intro:]
{"One-two one-two"}
... W, K, Y, A
Haha, Def Squad n***az
{"One-two one-two"}
Gilla Gilla Gilla Gilla, Gilla House
Ooh {"So let's do a little somethin like this"}
[Redman:]
Yeah, yo, check it out
I'ma walk in gutta, get that bu*ter
Only dude with a weed sign on the chucker
Hood down, car kinda loud from the muffler
Like DAMN when I profile at the Rucker
b**hes +Got Game+, I'm _Above the Rim_
Call my gun Magnolia Soulja Slim
Do "The Freak" on the floor, two steps to the side
Talk greasy like Popeye's breast and a thigh
I got sour diesel roll
One hit of this b**h, your whole staff is (out of control) {"Ohh!"}
I'm programmed for winnin, Sean John to denim
Fly guy got shoes with fish in water swimmin
You pointed me out, bad guy with the mouth
I'm Oscar, no wonder muh'f**er I'm a +Grouch+
I work around dirt, eyes focused on turf
You tried to hide before your NexTel chirp!
Blaow gotcha, you the best n***a call the doctor
Like Chinese tryin to salsa
It's never gonna be in +Groove+, call Stella back
Holiday Inn 'em, then back in the shuttle van
b**h give me head on the first date, what a fan
Three best MC's I think on the other hand
Stand like an officer, not a gentleman
n***az get rich off of stolen car settlements!
[Chorus: Biz Markie (Erick Sermon)]
I say yes yes y'all {"One-two one-two"} to the beat y'all
Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
Hah hey-hey-hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin like this I say
(Y'knowmsayin so I said)
I say yes yes y'all {"One-two one-two"} to the beat y'all
Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
Hah hey-hey-hey {"So let's do a little somethin like this"}
(Huh, huh, y'knowmsayin so I said)
[Erick Sermon:]
(Yeah) I also walk in gutta, holdin my dick
A New York n***a man back in the mix
I walk up in the spot man cameras click
Cheese, all out my pocket; can't stop it (uhh)
All you can do now boy is just respect it
I ain't par tomorrow but the E is connected
Look what happens when you spin the records
Hip-Hop at its best, nothin to mess with (yeah)
I'm right here, there's no need to download
I attract hoes, I ain't gotta hound those
I call the shots, no need to brown-nose
Cut the check at 40 grand for shows
I'm +Fresh+ like Doug E., I show ya
The beat got it +Clap+ like them boys from 'Nolia, I told ya
Yeah, I do it real big by a coat check
With no bling-bling around my neck, yup
Redman and Sermon, with two icons
n***a, I got a gut, f** pythons
I'm an extremist (huh) who shake tracks the meanest
I'm what a hip-hop fiend is
[Chorus]
[Keith Murray:]
Yeah, I also walk in gutta, reppin my clique
A Def Squad n***a yeah, all in your mix
n***az talk sh** you get your a** kicked
I ain't a Blood, but I'll throw you out the whip (word up)
What you know about Pinot Gregio and roasted duck (huh?)
With a mean street team outside posted up
Toasted up, ready to roast a duck (uh-huh)
When I say street team, I don't mean n***az that put posters up (word)
Let's be blatant, you achin and ancient
We capered in your hood with dirty machetes and bloody aprons
I'll acquire a tec, quiet your rep
Stay quiet as deaf, or Kanye's choir rep (uh-huh)
As I make another left, quiet I crept, quiet you slept
I'm back with the tec, like I never left (surprise n***az!)
See frivolous beef'll get you curiously shot (uh-huh)
You f**in with Keith, I think seriously not (hell no)
I ATTACK like a blue-nose pit off gunpowder (yeah)
And love to soup the beef up just like clam chowder
With my Squad in the house, we misbehave
Get drunk and tongue-kiss b**hes like Flavor Flav
[Chorus]
{"One-two one-two... please man don't get with that bullsh**"}
{"So let's do a little somethin like this..."}