Lay the Smackdown
Introducing the reigning champion
From the west side of Detrilla
The Mockingbird
Buu E. Radley
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
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Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
Rock bottom, stone cold stunner
Pedigree, tombstone piledriver
You RVD, but I'm Shane O'Mac
Van Halen pick a spot, I'mma jump from higher
Put yo bitch in that figure four
I'll put yo bitch in that sharp shooter
Put yo bitch in that camel clutch
I'll give her dick long like a bus
Bust yo head wit' a steel chair
Have you bleedin' red like Ric Flair
Tap yo girl like Charlotte Flair
Lie, cheat, and steal, and we call it fair
Ain't tryin' if you ain't cheatin'
I'm '97 Goldberg
I ain't never ever been defeated
Mic skills on Bloomberg
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
(Ugh)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
I get paid like Dibiase
You Kakashi, you try to copy
Play wit' Buu E
Get your spinal disc broke
Have ya ass walkin' floppy
Keep a buss it bitch that love to top me
So good, could shoot through a rubber
Loves when I face fuck her
Told me give her that bronco buster
I went to Western, shout out to Buster
I'm a Bronco for life, shortie
If horse dick is what you like, shortie
I'm the bomb, jackknife, shortie
Keep calm and party hardy
Twist of fate
(Ugh)
Olivia got distracted along the way
(Sing it wit' me!)
Olivia the slave got distracted on her way
To get dicked down
Olivia the slave got distracted on her way
To get dicked down
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
(Ugh)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
(Ugh)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
To all you hip hop heads out there
You know who the best is
And if it ain't me, then you ain't listening
Any emcee disagree, wave your arm
And when I'm done wit' 'em, they'll ring the alarm
Shout out Rakim
I got this shit sewed up
Been had this shit sewed up
Been doing this for forever
The underground of the underground
Nigga, I don't wanna make it
I'm like Kawhi Leonard, the quiet assassin
Welcome to Pre-Purgatory
Down on her ass, one, two, three
From the west side of Detrilla
The Mockingbird
Buu E. Radley
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
(Ugh)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
Rock bottom, stone cold stunner
Pedigree, tombstone piledriver
You RVD, but I'm Shane O'Mac
Van Halen pick a spot, I'mma jump from higher
Put yo bitch in that figure four
I'll put yo bitch in that sharp shooter
Put yo bitch in that camel clutch
I'll give her dick long like a bus
Bust yo head wit' a steel chair
Have you bleedin' red like Ric Flair
Tap yo girl like Charlotte Flair
Lie, cheat, and steal, and we call it fair
Ain't tryin' if you ain't cheatin'
I'm '97 Goldberg
I ain't never ever been defeated
Mic skills on Bloomberg
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
(Ugh)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
I get paid like Dibiase
You Kakashi, you try to copy
Play wit' Buu E
Get your spinal disc broke
Have ya ass walkin' floppy
Keep a buss it bitch that love to top me
So good, could shoot through a rubber
Loves when I face fuck her
Told me give her that bronco buster
I went to Western, shout out to Buster
I'm a Bronco for life, shortie
If horse dick is what you like, shortie
I'm the bomb, jackknife, shortie
Keep calm and party hardy
Twist of fate
(Ugh)
Olivia got distracted along the way
(Sing it wit' me!)
Olivia the slave got distracted on her way
To get dicked down
Olivia the slave got distracted on her way
To get dicked down
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
(Ugh)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(Ugh)
One, two, three
(Ugh)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
One, two, three
(What)
One, two, three
(What)
Lay the smackdown on 'em
One, two, three
To all you hip hop heads out there
You know who the best is
And if it ain't me, then you ain't listening
Any emcee disagree, wave your arm
And when I'm done wit' 'em, they'll ring the alarm
Shout out Rakim
I got this shit sewed up
Been had this shit sewed up
Been doing this for forever
The underground of the underground
Nigga, I don't wanna make it
I'm like Kawhi Leonard, the quiet assassin
Welcome to Pre-Purgatory
Down on her ass, one, two, three
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Gerald Jewell, Adam Bauberger
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