No Doubt (feat. C Woodz)

Yeah, I'm really feeling this one right here man
They never thought I would go off like this
Watch me get it

I'm in my bag now, hella stacks now
These pantie wearing niggas must be on they rag now
When they see the poet spitting on the mic now
They gon' put on they red noses and bow down
Hand me the throne and you see that crown
Where you think I need them dollars at right now
Gravity fucking they jaws to the floor down
They talking giving me the keys to my town
I'm stoning all these niggas up with one sound
I'm walking on waves just to flex my faith now
I'm speaking Spanish just to order from the border
Not talking kitchen chef but we just talking Walter

For those that didn't get that, that's a breaking bad reference
Don't be mad at me at this next one

I know you mad at me but I don't really get it
I gave you everything but you just had to spend it
I would fuck you everywhere but that's depending
Do you have a man and can you take a dicking
I really need a fat ass with some titties
Please just stop judging I don't mean to be picky
If you a honey pot shits bound to get sticky
Your man on the way this bout to be a quicky

Watch how quick I go on this next one

They know I had to go off embezzlement flows like Maddoff
I'm a ticking time bomb I'm about to go off
So watch the buttons that you push or I'mma blow off
I ain't talking steam nigga I'm talking the full boom
I've been that nigga since I came outta the womb
Apolloing these niggas off the stage hand me the broom
Spraying these flows in the air I'm bound to clear the room
I only came to put these whack rappers in their tombs
You made an ass of yourself trying to assume
That I wouldn't be great that just makes you the buffoon
I don't have a team they more like a platoon
So watch your fucking mouth fore you get handled by some goons

Hey you know we got one of them goons on the track you know
Hey yo C Woodz let these niggas know where you from

A lot of these niggas that's pushing P really pussy
Want me to perform in your city, you gotta book me
Nigerian bad ting yea, yea she tooking
Ass so fat in them jeans that's why they looking
I'm touching her private all on the island
We so private, we flying private
Got me hooked and I can't deny it
Took her out the streets, now that's perfect timing
Kicking in the back door
Caught him slipping, had his mother fucking strap low
Uh, Uh, Uh
I remember when we was eating the canned food
Spinning the block, crashing on niggas, Bandacoot
I paid my dues, how I'm feeling is brand new
Back back, why you pressing her let her choose
Ima man's man, only move when money talk yea
Spazzing on this beat, that's no doubt yea