Y.O.U. (feat. Redman) - Method Man

Method Man

Redman

专辑:《Blackout! (Explicit)》

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Y.O.U. (feat. Redman) - Method Man 歌词

Y.O.U. (Explicit) - Method Man/Redman

Traces of lipstick on my collar

Baby you need to do some more to get this last dollar

Hotter than lava when you come believe that I'm a follow

Lady madonna like to drink but she don't like to swallow

Rocking that prada honey stay up in the beauty parlor

Girl it would be my honor make you my baby-mama

Unless she hella-proper

F**k with it dumbing cousin

Sucker for loving bugging

Shucking and ducking bucking

Sucking and finger f**king

Here let me show you something

Ill knock the stuffing off that english muffin

Can't tell me nothing uh-uh

Pushing yo panic button when I'm stucking

All up for something we be conducting bbc

Ooh girl you nasty

Yo I get it on and popping

Doc locking your doors glocking my drawers

Socking your mouth with a torn stocking

Rapped around and knocking

I creep in while you parking s***t out the lights

Darken

The area then hop in

Pick up my bigger n****r who help me figure the plot an'

Dropping the tops splitting the dough shopping it rotting

New york birds flocking because I'm heavy

Like post docking coat which yo coat from four sparking

Dilly departing niggas unforgettable can be forgotten

Dr meth album enter in the top 10

Chopping the brawl locking the blocking

Only raw chopping this metaphor so cops could stop watching

Ill pull them in an cock em

Ready to rock-em-sock-em

Renovate yo apartment when these two things parking

My match a miki knocking

Booshie holes be spotting on these tampons

I get 'em dripping like leeky falls

Now who a b**ch ni**a

Now who a snitch ni**a

Now who da sh*t ni**a

Now who da sh*t ni**a

Now who you wit ni**a

Wait who you wit ni**a

Who rocks sh*t ni**a

Who pops sh*t ni**a

Come on come on come on come on

I figured it out yall niggas ain't as big as yo mouth

My street value well it won't even fit in yo couch

When I bust titties come out

No matter what city hong kong committees

Dumb the f**k out

Nothing to lose pumping it too

Up in yo goose

Buckle yo shoes scuffle my boots f**king with you

Blow my anaconda like nirvana m*******a

Got b**ches on they knees in they gabbanas

Getting them dirty dirty with the hershey in them vomin

Holla da drama fire two in your armor

Your pidgeon better kharma

The ice is a on-a

Twin help me lif the armor

Then bobble with yo mama

Even dirty haddona

My d**k is aeronomic pull out in your jirana

Mo bbc ooh girl you nasty

Itching ta start the mission

Flipping so keep yo distance

Ain't got no pot to piss in ain't got no competition

Listen ill slip the clip in tripping

You give me lip and commence the cracking whipping

Now kids is acting different

Ditching them double-ditching

Chickens that keep forgetting

I ain't the one for tricking

Or anybody kidding

Ripping these compositions

Scripting the paper writting

Hole it and hitting-sticking

Balling like scotty pipping

It's hot in hell's kitchen

But still I'm frost-bitten

Shitting like no we didn't

Wiping my a** and splitting

Jetting like joan getting

All in the zone setting it off

Like big daddy and ain't no half-stepping

I keep rapping statting

You keep sweating threatening a** betting

Ducking my smith an wesson

Trusting the method catching

Hell would leave you resting in peace bbc

Ooh girl you nasty

Now who a b**ch ni**a

Now who a snitch ni**a

Now who da sh*t ni**a

Now who da sh*t ni**a

Now who you wit ni**a

Wait who you wit ni**a

Who rocks sh*t ni**a

Who pops sh*t ni**a

Come on come on come on

Come on come on come on

Come on come on come on