I'll Bee Dat

Yo, fuck you!

Yo, y-yo ..

F-U-UCCCK

YOUUUUU! Yo yo yo, yo yo yo yo, fuck you!

Yo yo yo yo yo fuck 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 nigga

Let the motherfucker pass us that blunt nigga

They heard what that nigga say, "Puff puff pass motherfucker"

Yeah, "Puff puff pass motherfucker"

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 bitch; shit,

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 cockin 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

Fuck You Cause every time

I walk by niggaz 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 Shit

Cause every time

I'm in a car bitches be like, "He ain't shit!"

I'll be dat,

I'll be dat,

I'll be dat,

I'll be dat

Yo nigga, yo yo nigga

I heard the party goin on in there -

YEAH Well let me shake my stankin ass 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, fuckin wit

D You be on

Banned From

TV Part II

I in a heartbeat, tiger, straight out the cup

You're light in the ass 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 nigga 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]

Niggaz and you bitches, puff puff give

Niggaz and you bitches, 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 nigga take mine

On foot, shit, put rollerblades on

Mind your business, the nine with swiftness

I'll pull it, stretch it like

Fonda Fitness

I'm a "Everyday Nigga" 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 ass back to

Utah [Chorus x2]

F-U-UCCCK

YOUUUUU! [Big Tigga from Rap City]

Yea yea yea yea yea

It's W Fuck

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 niggaz strap the

Timbs up Get out the puffy coats and alla that

And I'll see all you chickenhead ass bitches at the club later

I'll be dere, heh..

I'll Be Dat!