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(feat. Method Man, Redman) [Redman:] Yo, I need to wait [Mystikal:] Tarantula, tarantula, boof!, handle yo' bidness then nigga [Redman:] Mystikal waddup nigga! [Mystikal:] Whaa', wassup dog! [Method Man:] Funk Doctor in this mother-fucker [Redman:] Right he-eere [Method Man:] And I'm shitty ass Meth, and we gone do what the fuck we gotta do [Chorus: Mystikal] I get it started for you, I get it started for you Soon as I get'cha cause I know that you was waitin' for me I get it started for you, I get it started for you Soon as I get'cha cause I know that you was waitin' for me [Method Man] Yo, yo, yo.. If school was pussy, I wouldn't miss a day Big John Jay slay around the way, fish fillet Taste the truth, ay' no more lies like Ms. Chilet Keep my kids frost like they was born in east L.A. Told yo' buy yo' weed by the ounce, twins lets bi-dounce That shit they talkin' don't add up, I say what get down Can't stop drop, can't flock, most of all I can't stop Wreck my hand-cuffs and fightin' bullies in the sandbox Letras de cancionesMethod-cal, Mystikal, Oh yeah that's my man Doc' Whoopin' she shoulders, WHA!, hit you with the lamb chop Throw 'em up, slow 'em up, like the wic blow 'em up Chick showin' butt, half of y'all ain't even know nuts Cause I'm, I'm comin' dirty like duzum Come on, like Buzz Lightyear lets get our buzz on The ladies in the club, like "where the dollars at?" They babies be at home like "where my momma at?" [Chorus] [Redman] When the twins track on, you can't talk you bark on it Doc's yo' walf on it, sometimes get lost on it America's Most No Time a Car woman Timberland's and Nike Air's in the fog runnin' We job huntin', with no I.D.'s Plus my coke carry all the minerals I need I'ma flow top speed, my crew fight it out like in-door hot beat, it's war when I bleed Sugar come here, throw that ass in the air I leave blood guts and, broken glass everywhere I write with "bear" hands, but I'm a gorrilla Broke out the zoo, with Mystikal and my nigga Fuck y'all for wrong me, I'm inside of a Ridder With fat chicks arguing, Who's body is bigger? I'ma get my smoke on, I'ma get my freak on Rims get they poke on, here's some more dope to choke on [Mystikal] I get it started for you, Soon as I get'cha cause I know that you was waitin' for me, I know that you was waitin' for me So when you come you better, have your fuckin' back cause You know it could get ugly for me, you know it could get ugly for me I tried to tell you but your ass didn't want to listen so bitch Now I got to show you somethin', now I got to show you somethin' It's capital M-Y-S-T-I-K-A-L you mother-fucker, L you mother-fuckcer No pussy my temple band, no weed or my nerves shot, no money no concert concert You don't get no deposit back, man these niggas can handle that who in the fuck is you playin' wit', playin' wit' I'm sorry it can't change, you probably can't hang the sounds I like James, HEY! I rap fast and kick ass, and kiss my ass Mystikal, Redman, Method Man, nigga Yeaaaaaah! [Chorus x2] [Mystikal] Whoo! Freestyle session nigga I'm jumpin' the mother-fuckin' south if you ain't hype, bitch From Letras Mania