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y.o.u. - method man & redman lyrics

[intro: method man]
all day everyday with this rap soufflé say whaaaat?
situation be like this

[verse 1: method man]
traces of lipstick on my collar
baby you gotta do some more to get this last dollar
hotter than lava when you c-m believe that i’mma follow
lady madonna like to drink but she don’t like to swallow
rockin that prada, honey stay up in the beauty parlor
girl it would be my honor, make you my baby momma
holla she h-lla proper
f-ck with it dumbin cousin, sucker for lovin buggin
shuckin and duckin buckin, suckin then finger-f-ckin
here let me show you somethin
i knock the stuffin off that english m-ffin, can’t tell me nuttin, uh-uh
pushin yo’ panic b-tton when i’m stuck in
all of a sudden, baby conductin (bbc!) ooh girl you nasty

[verse 2: redman]
yo, i get it on poppin, doc, unlockin your doors
glock in my drawers sock in your mouth with a torn stockin
wrapped around a noggin, i creep in while you park it
shoot out the lights, darken the area, then hop in
pick up my bigga n-gga who helped me figure the plottin
droppin the top, splittin the dough, shoppin in rotten
new york, birds flockin because i’m heavy like boats
doc in coat, watch ya coat from fo’ sparkin
dearly departin, n-ggas, unforgettable can’t be forgotten
doc and meth album enterin the top ten
choppin the raw, lockin the block and
only raw choppin this metaphor, so cops can stop watchin
i put em in and c-ck em, ready to rock’em sock’em
renovate your apartment, when these two things barkin
my nakamichi knockin, bougie holes be spottin
on they tampons, i get em drippin like leaky faucets

chorus: redman, [meth]
now who a b-tch n-gga?!
[now who a snitch n-gga?!]
now who the sh-t n-gga?!
[now who the sick n-gga?!]
now who you with n-gga?!
[with who you with n-gga?!]
who rock sh-t n-gga?!
[who pop sh-t n-gga?!]

[come on!] come on! [come on!] come on! “keep bouncing!”
[come on!] come on! [come on!] come on! “keep bouncing!”
[come on!] come on! [come on!] come on! “keep bouncing!”
[come on!] come on! [come on!] come on! “keep bouncing!”

[verse 3: redman]
i figured it out: y’all n-ggas ain’t as big as your mouth
my street value – well it won’t even fit in your couch
when i bust t-tties come out, no matter what city
hardcore committee’s dumb the f-ck out — son should duck out!
yo, nuttin to lose, pumpin the two up in your goose
buckle your shoes, scuffle my boots, f-ckin witchu
blow my anaconda like nirvana
marijuana got b-tches on they knees in they gabbanas
gettin em dirty dirty with the hershey and enbalmin
holla the drama, fire two in ya armor, your pigeon betta calm her
the ice is a honor, twin help me lift her arm up
la bamba witcha momma, even dirty hadonna
my d-ck is aeronomic, pull out and yell geroni-mo
ppc! ooh girl you nasty

[verse 4: method man]
itchin to start the mission, flippin so keep yo’ distance
ain’t go no pot to p-ss in? ain’t got no compet-tion
listen, i slip the clip in, trippin you get me lippin?
commence to catch a whippin, now kids is actin different
ditchin them double-dippin, chickens that keep forgettin
i ain’t the one for trickin on anybody kitten
rippin these compositions, scriptin them paper-writtens
holdin and hittin stickin, ballin like scottie pippen
it’s hot in h-ll’s kitchen, but still i’m frostbitten
sh-ttin like “no he didn’t,” wipin my -ss and splittin
jett’n like joan gettin, all in the zone
settin’ it off like big daddy and ain’t no half-steppin’
i keep reppin — staten, you keep sweatin
threaten and -ss-bettin, duckin my smith and wessun
trust in the meth and catch-in-h-ll
will leave you restin in peace, (ppc!) ooh girl you nasty

chorus

- method man redman lyrics

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