[Chorus]
I say
I can give it to you but whatcha gon do wit it,

I can give it to you but whatcha gon doo [2x]
wha-wha wha-wha whaaat


[Jayo Felony]
I can give it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it
When Im in Texas Im bumpin' screw music

With Big Mike and Scarface and Luke loop
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke duke
When Im in Miama I go to scoop Luke

To see the peep show and hit the duke shoot
Went to Branson, back to back, Lex coup
Up in "Harlem World" in my Timb boots

Two suckers had beef so I watched them shoot
Called up Benny Rat, copped a bullet proof
Seen T-Funk he took is to the fruit

Then he went to the Tunnell and brought down the roof
Mink coats and moet, (*##$es drippin sweat
Slang a cassette to Funkmaster Flex

And now Im bumpin' on East Coast tapedecks
Went from Swatch to platinum Rolex
S.D., Jersey we getting more sex

flow next
go next


[Chorus]

[Hook]

Im too sexy for my mother$#&@in hood, hood
Im too sexy for my mother$#&@in low ridahh [2x]


[Method Man]
If my ^!$$%s cant eat then yall ^!$$%z cant sleep
I just begun to peep Nightmare on Elm Street

Release from Jones Beach to South Beach, capeesh?
Kickin dust as I bust, .... peace
And all them crooked cops on the beat

My ^!$$%s bring the funk like your Grandpa feet
Til death do us part, save my bullets for the charts
With darts, like HBO watching after dark

No love for a mark, even less for a trick
That wanna be like Mike, Mike who my ...
Real %#@! hotness

Run wit my ^!$$%s that aint got %#@!
Pop %#@!, and peddle poetry for profit
One time, out for mine, but cant stop it

Trying to keep they hands in my pocket
So I bring obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic
Leave the crop scene spotless

Mix the green with the chocolate, heres the topic
^!$$%s, synchronize your watches
We're goin in, wit nothing but a clan logo

Mr. meth, (DMX!)
Im running loco
mother$#&@er

[Chorus]

[Hook]


[DMX]
I got a wicked flow and Im gonna kick it yo

Feel the pressure
Snatching ^!$$%s up just like a chain off the dresser
^!$$%s hit me with the best %#@! then what

I shake that bull%#@! off [arf arf arf] then go ...
Ive been down too long, cant a mother$#&@er show me nothing
Y'all .. ^!$$%s is duckin me like you owe me something

I got more homies than an esse, but lets say
I couldnt talk you wouldnt walk my way on your best day
The best way you can hope to get close to me

Is right here under my wing like you're supposed to be
The first time you start acting $#&@in strange
Best to be ducking range

Talkin %#@! wearing a $#&@in' chain
I break ^!$$%z like promises
Split em' open like Thomas'
And sell more drugs than a pharmacist
Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent crime

Attitude that doesnt mind doing time

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[Hook]