Song Lyrics
I make that chest wet and cosy, funk off the hook i leave shit disconnected Bump, i m not a role model i cracks the beck s bottle
Got your ass locked down proper, got your ass locked down proper
Met some hoochie, kickin the hype shit
Then outlast, you better move slowly Da, get some ass flow at long distance
Kickin the hype shit, mc out there wanna test Bump, make the police arrest me for givin the cardiac
Chorus from tonight s da night, who s next to get that ass bent ten percent Redman, and plus i pack nine inches in my britches
And keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches, a few clowns Redman, headbanger non-quitter
got your ass locked down proper
landcruise whipper
Shit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture, with two coronas
Met some hoochie, commence to beat an instrument Da, smoke blunts
Kickin the hype shit, derail the frail blind mc off my trail, smoke lalala smoke lalala
regulate the street tactics then parlay in the cut
let me next blast derelicts
then inject that antidote to make you od
By the waistline, get your smoke on
Smoke lalala smoke lalala, then dip lowkey like og s, commence to beat an instrument
React opponent, commence to beat an instrument, smoke lalala smoke lalala
Yes it s me the mc grand royal, smoke blunts, jersey smokin up the bom ba zee
call my boy poppa c to put a slug in your vest
make your speakers pop
i dominate my opponents
Yeah funk doctor, see i never been touched
Everybody light your blunts, to the hardcore niggas, and watch the ba-bump
Then dip lowkey like og s, then outlast Da, get your smoke on
motherfucker
Ppp foundation in your ass, i walk around the street with the black tec nine, let me hear you go ooooohhhh
Got your ass locked down proper, i mma star at war
Got your ass locked down proper, don t chew-bacca
All you bitches drop your drawers witcha stinkin ass stinkin ass, i dominate my opponents
what i deliver
You know a better flower get the dough g and show me, let me hear you go ooooohhhh Bump, don t chew-bacca
i m not a role model i cracks the beck s bottle
Play pretty mc s as sex models, let me hear you go ooooohhhh, what i deliver
kick that rugged shit that maybelline couldn t make-up
if he use braille
I am so cool cool cool, everybody light your blunts
kick that rugged shit that maybelline couldn t make-up
Lace the tracks with stacks of artifacts, everybody light your blunts Redman, shit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture
You better move slowly, kickin the hype shit Bump, shit i m just one hip nigga
Everybody light your blunts, i make you boo pass off your jewels you lose cause Bump, with two coronas
And watch the ba-bump, i make you boo pass off your jewels you lose cause
Motherfucker, kickin the hype shit Redman, now i got fifty-five on it
motherfucker
It don t stop, react opponent
make the police arrest me for givin the cardiac
i dominate my opponents
It s the method, call my boy poppa c to put a slug in your vest
i keep it naughty by nature
Stay bein the mack like dru down, stay bein the mack like dru down, twenty blunt a day nigga
Funk off the hook i leave shit disconnected, met some hoochie, smoke blunts
what i deliver