Текст песни Mystikal - Foolish soundtrack
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One, one, one, one, one.One, hear I go, mic check, here I go, mic check.One, one, one, one, one.That`s that shit, that`s that shit nigga, that`s that shit. (That`s that shit)Ya`ll smell that shit?That`s that shit.That`s the reason the bitches be trying to get the worm out the zipperThat`s the reason niggas gon` have to learn that I`m the ripperI scrape off crumbs and turn `em into nickelsBounce `em into dimes and turn `em into flippersAnd I can`t come around, like you do your rhyme, cause I`m differentYou can`t make your shit sound like mine cause it isn`tI run whether it`s top of the line, get your mind right niggaMurder was the case cause I shine at night niggaThe man with the braids in his hair, two tounged live niggaLet him fire nigga, I ride with five niggasLive from the west, bring it back homeDucked off in the Burnerville, blowing up the zoneStrollin`, cutting up on my cell phoneHundred miles per hour in the wind and I`m goneWatch them jails find the twenty inch wheels twirlsHoes hatin` in the back, fuck `em girlI stand up like a pitch, swing the big dickTake a picture, feet stickin` like scotch tape bitchI swear to God I`ll fuck over yay yayHave you sitting on your porch, gettin` pushed in your rocking chairI know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear itThat`s that shit niggaI know you smell it, I know you smell it, I know you smell itThat`s that shit niggaI know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel itThat`s that shit niggaI know you scared, I know you scared, I know you scaredI come in the bitch to put my two cents on a two inchI`m tearing down the fuckin` building and the blue prints, any sign of intrudenceTear your ass down, make that ass look foolishRaise your hand and talk to the teacher, no, students, studentsI like to sing a about the boota and the tootersSmoke the purple bubble gum, merge crazy blue voodaYa`ll past tense, I`m the black prince rulerSharp shooter, I`m chopatula, to talulaPoint black bitch, gone, goneFull blast turning up the water all the way onHi, my name is, MystikalI handle my business, deliver my lyrics ever since I hit the doorWhen I come around in this muthafucka your arms fall offYou can`t touch me, your jaw broke, you can`t say nothingFuck around and let my second wind kick inI better be makin` it sound like the booty that the dick went inThat`s that shit, that`s that shit niggaYeah, that`s that shitYeah, that`s that shit niggaYeah that`s that shitYeah, that`s that shit niggaYeah, I know you smell it, (I know you smell it)I know you smell it, that`s that shit niggaI know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel itThat`s that shit niggaI know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear itThat`s that shit niggaIs you scared, is you scared, is you scaredCause that`s that shit niggaI got that shit.That`s that shit nigga.I keep that shit.I own that shit.That`s my shit.Bitch, that`s my shit.Uh, fucks wrong with you nigga?Bitch.Get the fuck off.