2 PISTOLS

2 PISTOLS - She Got It (Remix) lyrics

[ll cool j]

Get the fuck out of hereI’m ll cool

Soakin wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool

[redman]

Yo what am ian animal?

[ll]

Cuz I bagged your’s too

One bad mooleyand you can get pantsschooly

I’m the g.o.a.t.what I wrote cause fire and smoke

Think I started on the choir singin solo for the pope

Tell your mama pleaseget up off her knees

You can’t wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese

Open toed shoesfeet smell like collard greens

Toes *kriss krossed* like she on j. dupris’ team

Button your sittin up like beach balls in the sand plus

A mouth full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand

Who the fuck let you inall my assistants are fired

Now I’m lookin for some washed up rapper that I can hire

You know some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude

Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an interlude

You say I’m souped upwellsoup is good food

So what I scratch my nutshow the fuck is that wrong

For so glowinafro pickin

S-curl hatinjamaican rum sippin

[method man]

Kid I’ll burp on your girl buttcheeks

[ll]

The honey had my nuts like two red beets

I’m banannasout of my fuckin mind they won’t let me back in

Cuz I was down before the hype like dusty rhodes and bob backlund

Bruno samartinostan staziak

Now the rock and stone cold are my favorite maniacs

The top rooster pluckinchickens when I’m cluckin

Wwf stands for when and where we fuckin

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Yo kid

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[redman]

Yoyoyoyoyoyo

I’m like menace ii society

I roll through the drive thru like kane

Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wingsand datins too

See my boys down the ride crack patience too

Brickswalk aroundsnorkel down

Maccaroni and cheese timbs broke out the orphan house

Transportin outthe poison in ’em

Box ’em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners

[method man]

And them niggas that ran...

[redman]

My goal’s to get ’em

With the heat seekin flow witfo’ antennas

Doc’s da namethat’s why y’all fuck wit me

I’m pocket changethe bums don’t fuck with d

Objective in ’emcarlo inspection sticka

Check the penI write like a x was in ’em

Teeth grittinI brawl wit a major league mitten

[meth]

Where the stash at

[red]

Yoyopunkm takin me wit him

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Yo dogfuhgidabowdit

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[method man]

Yothis be the cool j functionmusic get my blood pumpin

Down for whateverwhich usually means I’m up to somethin

Who owe me somethinthem niggas in the back frontin

They rockin cuffs andput the eight uprappercussion

You know my nameso there’s no need for introduction

I’m mr. done it allso none of y’all can do me nothing

Bitch I’m grownpuffin on that one and bone

Bet me and queen bee be swingin til the honey come

Backs get blowntrash get thrown

In headlocksfrom this viewI’m fuckin star jones

I’m red hot just like candyin ’95 won the grammy

[redman]

Yohe use it as an ashtray now

[method]

Niggas can’t stand or understand meyeah

Either orfunky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty draws

What’s that shitwhat shitthat shit on your lip

I can’t smoke wit ya kidbut I’ll save ya the clip...

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Yowhat the fuckfuhgidabowdit

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Ayo dogfuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]

Bitches can’t stand mefuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]

Still pullin out penniesfuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]

[dmx]

The shit I see every day brings tears to my eyes

How I holla at my niggas brings ears to my cries

Stick niggas for not knowinthen teach ’em somethin

Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the streets you frontin

I never liked youand youI don’t know

So what the fuck you think is ’sposed to happenwe gon go

Mono on monowhatever niggaI’m gon dust you

If you can’t pick that afroI’m gon bust you

Walkin like you was a lil nigga cuz you is

And don’t forget that daddy’s gonna always love his kids

Crackin niggas got the nerve to wonder why I robwhy

You guys will live while everybody else’ll starve

That pretty shit is playedfuck what your name hold

Break a nigga off somethinwatch a nigga gain fo’

Now you layin somewhere coldstiff as shit

And all that riffin shitmens will get you hitbitch

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