Redman - Redman vsReggie Noble lyrics

Look out! You musta got hit with some bullsh**! Yo, where at? Smack dab across your lips, can you talk? Ahm ahh ill uhh ahm no em no menna no vat Yo-ye-yo Redman, what the f** was that? I don't know but it's on my top lip Don't crack jokes, and pop sh** Just get it off my top lip Or Reggie, you can drop kid Oah-OK be still chill, I'm gettin it off your grill Wha-what was it? Some of that p**y you ate this mornin from that b**h Jill Yeah But c'mon, check it Motherf**in right Let's get busy on this record So we can make the dough sh** And make girls like Kiki Shepard get naked On the strength! Party with Machine and Oprah Winfr' First cla** tickets, hotel b**hes puffin mad blunts Blunts? Blunts Blunts don't don't rhyme with Oprah Winfr' troop Who cares what rhymes with it long as the funk pump through my Benz truck Now you know you don't own a Benz Yes I do and chrome's the trim Black with a system when it's hittin I'm pullin mad skins With Olde E sittin in between my lap And when brothers act up, a gun machine I pack The original P-Funk, got the j**els trunk, a funker When I'm s**in, my bad is bigger than any buster's Like Max and Wait wait wait, could we get on with the tape? Lights, camera, hahh, action Welcome to Red's tape, may I take your order? It's a slaughter if you order the hit without the water And then swallow without the damn water to follow You might be doin the stupid dance and win a grand at the Apollo Whatchu know? I'm rough, snap necks, drink Olde E, but crack Beck's That ain't what you told me last week Wreck anything that's wet, when I have s** For instance, I mix with, a style that make you sh** bricks Tsk tsk, I'm musically gifted, to rip it That's bullsh** yo Um-shat-lot, Red got crazy knots And knots in the pots, got props from here to George Washington Bridge I get biz, I use hats, so no kids f**, I took out more s**ers, than a.. Hold up! I don't think I can freak the funk like that I might have to nap, because my afro is like Shaft Puffy, fade it quite lovely and to snuff me Get your gang, cause I'm Fightin with more Power than Chuck D Chuck D from Public Enemy? Yeah he's a friend of me The one that say "Brothers and sisters?" Yeah but he's no kin to me I'm strictly negro, I freak the style and there it goes Boom! If a stitch in time saves nine, then I got sh** sewed Put pins in needles, and needles in pins A happy man is a happy man, that, when I'm hittin skins f** skins, I'm hittin puss when it's gush Then eat it when the puss is well cooked Look! Up in the air? No the cab Who's in the cab? Whut Thee? It's Superman! Why? Because it's hot as a motherf**er out here Oh word, you bet I'm gettin the f** out of here man Yeah me too Oh I forgot to tell you Willya called for you Willya who? Willya s** my dick! Aiyyo f** you! Big nose b**h! I hate your stupid a** You a stupid motherf**er!