satisfy, In any way I can Tell me how far I can go Baby you've got to let me know. Baby don't be scared I'm tryin' to give you what you want and
we can finish talkin (let's do that then) How 'bout some Patron, and have him fill the cup up (Aiyyo bartender, can you fill that up?) And when you finish up
fuck boys I should rap over the Brinks truck backin' up noise The city's in an uproar over the hustler I got it on lock like up north but much more These
Mantles'll sit up like hill, I'd have to fold my beard Check one, two, Sonny, tell Bob to dim the lights up You see the studs, I want the red strobe to
of the black sun (If you disrespect, you (?) regret it) Ya fuckin' right Joe Vertigo said it fo ya mouth Yeah, [Hook] [Verse 3 - Tech N9ne] Don't you run up
strong enough to stop fuckin Tech N9ne nigga Ain't nuttin! Ain't nobody got no muthafuckin beef with me, nigga fuck you! (Verse 1) Tech N9ne: Better
inside a me can I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell naw) [Verse 1: ~Tech N9ne~] Yo It make me wanna drink a lot (ehr) Go up
[Intro] Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne) Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby) But this time, I'ma talk about my motha
ya Takin' everythin' up in the book from ex to that puff you Lookin' to get took Abracadabra, 151 an' coke is Viagra Give it to me, give it to me, give
:] Yo, This is Isaiah, I guess he was aight, say a, Lady's man, all the women used to call him the KCI Playa, Flying multiple chicks in, give the stick
lick. Let?s go, Your boyfriend aint talking bout shit. [Kutt Calhoun's verse] posted up squatin low like a pig, ya know this patron changed the whole motion of yo
gotta stop you, pop you partner, you gawfin' Get up outta the way when Techa N9ne be bustin' Gotta give it up I'm a veteran like Edison I'ma light 'em up
This is a slip of ridiculous can't get with us flows Actually a bit of babblin' liftin' your soul up We all grown up and when we blown up Don't get
Okay... you said 24 right? Imma tell you keep it here I go by the name of Shadow Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy Roll with tech n9ne, bear
strip, they all twirl and trip in yaw world They dip and all thorough and hip Hustlers, they sluts and drug smugglers Money, they double up, throw that stuff up and bubble up
some fun to runaway This game is one I wanna play I'm done, he's gone and run astray No fun, the sun has gone away [Tech N9ne] Yo, yo, check I need a
, baby, and whatever yo name is on the side You speak unique, beautiful teeth I just peeped It's makin me weak to the point I can't even eat Cause you give
Hansen, Dancin' [CHORUS] [Krizz Kaliko] Now look at Tech N9ne with his painted up, Painted up face Blame it on him, and it ain't a disgrace Look at
