Yo, $#&@ you!
Yo, y-yo .. F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo yo, $#&@ you!

Yo yo yo yo yo $#&@ you!
Yo, zim zeema, who got the keys to my Beema?
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up

Hey yo yo yo yo yo, stretch it out ^!$$%
Let the mother$#&@er pass us that blunt ^!$$%
They heard what that ^!$$% say, "Puff puff pass mother$#&@er"

Yeah, "Puff puff pass mother$#&@er"

Yo.. yo yo, yo, yo..

Zim zeema, who got the key to my Beema?
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale

I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be high range Brick City
Watch how you sniff son I'm highly octane

All you hear is BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG
Yo, remember you (*##$; %#@!, I forget my last name
It's all about game, nuttin else, for delf

Walk through the woods then stomp on your foot
With high, I take out any comp in the hood
Gorilla impact in this rap habitat

get you steppin in your Air Max - BOUNCE!
You @@#!in it back but where dat? BOUNCE!
I got a six pack of Heineken and Big Kap on the wheels

In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back

[Chorus]

My middle name must be $#&@ You
Cause every time I walk by
^!$$%z be like, "F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!"

I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat
My first name must be He Ain't %#@!
Cause every time I'm in a car

(*##$es be like, "He ain't %#@!!"
I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat


Yo ^!$$%, yo yo ^!$$%
I heard the party goin on in there - YEAH
Well let me shake my stankin $$# in there - YEAH!

Soon as I walk in, dogs are barkin (ARF ARF ARF)
Haters play the back, I stay in front like handicapped parkin
Startin arsons from, Jerz to

Arkan-sas me coughin out that dread apartment
Roll up to the jam with the front end bent up
Watch them chickens floatin, dip you in salmonella

I'm ghetto like DND, $#&@in wit D
You be on Banned From TV Part III
in a heartbeat, tiger, straight out the cup

You're light in the $$# son, you weigh bout a buck
But I'm one-ninety physique, two-hundred and thirty-fo'
pounds total when I'm carryin the heat

Not platinum on wax but, platinum in the streets
Any ^!$$% dat disagree, smack him in the teeth
Then I bag his little piece, rockin the ice

Give it to the projects for the rhyme of the night
(Why you actin like dat?) The weed made me do it
Devil's Advocate hot, can take days to do it

My crew do drugs that Wayne Reed couldn't breathe
Dry me in the sun I'll amount to ten keys
Redboned I'm bonin, MC's be clonin

That's before Doc stretch and mornin yawnin!

[Chorus]


^!$$%z and you (*##$es, puff puff give
^!$$%z and you (*##$es, puff puff give


Yo, yo
If you gotta be a monkey, be a gorilla

It's four A.M., I'm off a tab and still a
world rap biller, push a big Benz
with a chickenhead drawers hangin from my antenna

I'll be god damned if a ^!$$% take mine
On foot, %#@!, put rollerblades on
Mind your business, the nine with swiftness
I'll pull it, stretch it like Fonda Fitness
I'm a "Everyday ^!$$%" like I'm Toyota

Your A&R hope we don't drop the same quarta
Wrapped the puta, in a Hefty Two-Ply
(Yo he ain't from Chi) So haul $$# back to Utah

[Chorus x2]


F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!

[Big Tigga from Rap City]
Yea yea yea yea yea

It's W $#&@ All Y'all radio, ya man Big Tigga
I'll Be Dat, ya heard? Yo!
It's like thirty degrees down here in D.C.
All my ^!$$%z strap the Timbs up
Get out the puffy coats and alla that

And I'll see all you chickenhead $$# (*##$es at the club later
I'll be dere, heh.. I'll Be Dat!