Letra de Y.o.u.
[Method Man] All day everyday with this rap souflee say WHAAAAT? Situations like this.. Traces of lipstick on my collar Baby you gotta do some more to get this last dollar Hotter than lava when you cum believe that I'ma 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 hella proper, fuck with it dumbin cousin Sucker for lovin buggin, shuckin and duckin buckin Suckin then finger-fuckin, here let me show you somethin I knock the stuffin off that English muffin Can't tell me nuttin, uh-uh Pushin yo' panic button when I'm stuck in All of a sudden, baby conductin (PPC!) Ooh girl you nasty [Redman] Yo, I get it on poppin Doc, unlockin your doors, clockin my drawers Sockin 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 nigga who helped me figure the plottin Droppin the top, splittin the dough, shoppin in rotten New York, birds flockin, because I'm heavy like boast Doc in coat, watch ya coat from fo' sparkin Dearly departin, niggaz, 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 cock em, ready to Rock'Em Sock'Em Renovate your appartment, when these two things barkin My mackamichi knockin, bougie holes be spottin on they tampons, I get em drippin like leaky faucets Chorus: Redman, [Meth] Now who a bitch nigga?! [Now who a snitch nigga?!] Now who the shit nigga?! [Now who the sick nigga?!] Now who you with nigga?! [With who you with nigga?!] Who rock shit nigga?! [Who pop shit nigga?!] [Come on!] Come on! [Coem 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!" [Redman] Yo yo, yo yo, yo.. I figured it out: y'all niggaz ain't as big as your mouth My street value - well it won't even fit in your couch When I bust titties come out, no matter what city hardcore committee's dumb the fuck out -- son should duck out! Yo, nuttin to lose, pumpin the two up in your goose Buckle your shoes, scuffle my boots, fuckin witchu Blow my Anaconda like Nirvana Marhijuana got bitches on they knees in they Gabanas 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 dick is aeronomic, pull out and yell Geroni-mo PPC! Ooh girl you nasty [Method Man] Itchin to start the mission, flippin so keep yo' distance Ain't go no pot to piss in? Ain't got no competition 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 Hell's Kitchen, but still I'm frostbitten Shittin like "No he did-n't," wipin my ass 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 ass-bettin, duckin my Smith and Wessun Trust in the Meth and catch-in-Hell will leave you restin in PEACE (PPC!) Ooh girl you nasty Chorus