Mystikal - If It Ain'T Live, It Ain'T Me lyrics

Why.., why why why why

Cause I keep bangin' y'all mother-fuckin ass, with this shit

If it ain't live, it aint me

Oh nigga I'm too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide

I'm too hard to fall apart, I'm too cold to get old

I'm too hip to drip, I do it to 'em like this

I wan't-a load it up, cock back don't miss

Y'all ain't goin' believe this

Got the preacher's wife talkin' bout rock that shit!

All they do is say the mans name

You watch how many bitches start comin', it's a damn shame

They know I got the wood for 'em

If they in the hotel room and get the dick, that's good for 'em

Big pussy and it's soft dick time, bitch I got to get'cha, mm-hm, uh-huh..

Tell me what you goin' do

If you got your friends with you, you could bring them ho's too

Come and turn around, let me get behind you

Move somethin' for me baby, I ain't goin' tell no body

If it ain't live, it aint me

Oh nigga I'm too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide

I'm too hard to fall apart, I'm too cold to get old

If it ain't live, it aint me

Oh nigga I'm too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide

I'm too hard to fall apart, I'm too cold to get old

I'm too hip to drip

When I'm here they got to have it

White lines so live they jump off the cabinet

It's Micheal Tyler not Black Sabbath

It's springin' hunter so watch out for the cat parrot

I'm a whole and kaniver, the hot enchilada, Big Truck driver

Hittin' hookers is a side high

Tuckin' guts stackin' paper formin' lyrics is my real job

Got my fingers and my shit tight

Got another album and contract bitch get right

Form a crowd like a fist fight

Take my time with it if it takes me sun-up to midnight

I'm too man to try to handle, I'm too bad and loaded too for you to hold

Too tight to out-write, too strong to out-sold, too much to out-bust

I'll talk shit and cuss, foul-dog rimp and the walk talk spit crush

The paper towels and toilet tissue, start your engine set the table

Clean your plate and wash the dishes

Can I please get a source cup

And if they don't give me my grammy, feel so sorry for your mother

And after I'm goin' get Jive

I done bust my ass, y'all ain't do y'all job