Gudda Gudda - Menace 2 Society lyrics

[Intro: Gudda Gudda] Take that sh** off at the front Gudda! [Verse One: Gudda Gudda] Sleep on me, I hope you die in your sleep, no one's defiant as me I know my worth so when you pay me, just know that I am not cheap On the road to riches, tapping my horn, so watch for the beep Ripping this sh** to pieces, no, I will not look out for the beat Started out on the block, got on my feet and rose to the top I'm the cleanup man with the mop, 50 shots disfigured his top, yes I come from the city of God, I walk around in the city like God Made it out and still come back, somebody, please tell me, what are the odds? On this mic, I am a wizard but this is not Oz Cold but hot, I can turn the summer to fall, I'm sicker than y'all Don't talk to me unless you talking 'bout paper I'm buying some makers, no time for a neighbor I'm from New Orleans, yes, I am a gator I'll do you a favor, and I'll do you a favor 'cause if I do you a favor And you don't come back with that paper, I'ma have to lay hands on you Like I'm giving you prayer, Eastside, we ain't playing it fair You ever heard of the tortoise and hare? I'm switching the gear Started off in the back b**h, but now I'm winning, it's clear n***a, I'm here [Interlude: Lil Wayne] For real (*blows smoke*) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I got my married hoes on single d** Got my fattest hoes getting finger f**ed And my trashiest hoes is clean as f** And my nastiest hoes is neat as f** Take your shoes before you walk inside Take your shoes off before you cross the line I snoozed off on Father Time Got my goons to go kidnap daughter time Come to wet the party up, and whoever in it Got one gun that shoot for 7 minutes I'm done sh**ting, n***as never spit it I'm high cla**, n***a elementary Repetition, that's the definition I'm a Hot Boy in the air condition Shoot the gun with the left arm limping George Jefferson in all 7 minutes Got a hot girl off television With her berry sticky, unhairy kitty In the right position, screaming, "You're consistent!" I sit there and listen like we talking business I don't need her out here filming n***as I'd really rather have her steal from n***as I really travel like a pilgrim, n***a Kush loud as Fred screaming, "WILMA," n***a I've been taking time out to count the bands Break a promise in the promised land Going zaga-za off a zaga-xan From the middleman to the Macho Man I've been talking sh** up in Diddy house Went to Disneyland, talked to Mickey Mouse Then I figured out, how to figure out What I was figuring out? You figure it out Got a trigger man with an extra hand My b**hes sleep by my b**h's house So every party is a slumber party Sky is the limit, head in the clouds While you runnin' round, I'ma run it up You dumb it down, I ain't dumb enough I hit the courtroom and stunk it up High coming down, plug coming up You gon' hold me down, you gon' hold me up You don't know me, but you know what's up And the coke was cut with some extra coke Showed her more than love, she just shoulder-shrugged She don't know it's love, it's not important love As long as we can keep extorting the plug Just let him bleed and ignore the blood Just let him be(e) and ignore the buzz Pour it up, catch a sugar rush Chopper full of rust, but it still bust Bust good as f**, every bullet struck Like a hundred holes, got a hole-in-one Safe full as f**, money full of dust And i'm pulling up in that "what the f**?" That's a muscle car, got me looking buff If you look enough, you a mussel, punk That's a Bugatti on steroids Bugatti on Chevron All-white like an Altoid All these rings on, call me bellboy From the Teflon to the Kevlar Don't mean sh** when your head off Make the top dog jump dead off And we keep his head for a memoir I sped off with the head off Going big Bruno on Mars Sipping Longstar, turn a p**nstar To a known star, with a phone call Hold up, murky, murky waters, yeah Purple, purple rivers, yeah Floating purple ribbons, yeah I'm cursed but still religious, damn I've been popping 10s, yeah Cuz my b**h pop all the 20s, damn Why you hating on the skinnys? Damn I met Satan, he was chilling, hold up [Outro] Murky, murky waters Purple, purple rivers Floating purple ribbons I'm cursed but still religious Damn!, take your clothes off b**h, call your road dog b**h, I feel I O-Dog b**h, Boyz 2 Menace