I'll Bee Dat
Redman
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Yo, f*ck you Yo, yo, f*ck you Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo f*ck you Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo f*ck you Yo, sim simma, who got the key to my Bimmer? Jack moves that's how we act when we team up (Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, chill out, nigga) (Let the motherfucker pass us that blunt, nigga) (They heard what that nigga say, "Puff puff pass, motherfucker") (Puff puff pass, motherfucker) Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Sim simma, who got the key to my Bimmer? 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, nothin' 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 it at? Bounce I got a six pack of Heineken and Big Kap on the wheels In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back My middle name must be, "F*ck You" 'Cause every time I walk by Niggas be like, "F*ck you" 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, yo, yo) I heard the party going on in there, yeah Well, let me shake my stankin' ass in there, yeah Soon as I walk in, dogs are barking Haters played it back, I stay in front lay handicapped parking Startin' arsons from Jers' to Arkan' Saw me coughing out that dread apartment Roll up to the jam with the front end bent up Watch them chickens, 'fore end up gettin' salmonella I'm ghetto like D&D, fuckin' wit' D You be on Banned From TV Part III 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 four pounds total when I'm carryin' the heat Not platinum more wax but, platinum in the streets Any nigga that disagree, smack him in the teeth Then I bag his little piece, rocking the ice Give it to the projects, gonna rob him tonight (Why you acting like that?) The weed made me do it Devils advocate hot, it take days to do it My crew do drugs Duane Reade couldn't breed Drive me in the sun I'll amount to ten keys Redbones I'm bonin', MC's be clonin' That's before Doc stretch up and mornin' yawnin' My middle name must be, "F*ck You" 'Cause every time I'm in the hood Niggas be like, "F*ck you" 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 my car Bitches be like, "He ain't shit" I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat (I'll be that), I'll be dat (I'll be that) Niggas and you bitches (ow) Puff, puff, give (haha) Niggas and you bitches (ow) Puff, puff, give Yo yo, if you gotta be a monkey, be a gorilla It's 4AM, I'm off a tab and still a World rap biller, push a big Benz With the chicken head, drawers hangin' from my antenna I'll be goddamned if a nigga take mine On foot, shit, put rollerblades on Mind your business (uh-huh) The nine with swiftness (uh-huh) I pull it, stretch it like Fonda Fitness I'm a everyday nigga like a Toyota Your A&R hope you don't drop the same quarter Wrapped the puta in a Hefty Two-Ply (Yo he ain't from Chi) So haul ass back to Utah My middle name must be, "F*ck You" 'Cause every time I'm in the hood Niggas be like, "F*ck you" 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 the car Bitches be like, "He ain't shit" I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat My middle name must be, "F*ck You" 'Cause every time I'm in the hood Niggas be like, "F*ck you" 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 my car Bitches be like, "He ain't shit" I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat (f*ck you) (F*ck you) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's W F*ck All Y'all Radio, ya man Big Tigga I'll be dat, ya heard? Yo (f*ck you) It's like thirty degrees down here in D.C All my niggas strap the Timb's up Get out the puffy coats and all of that And I'll see all you chickenhead ass bitches at the club later I'll be there, ha I'll be dat
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Written by: Jeremy Harding, Reggie Noble, Dana Stinson, Moses Davis, Ahmir Thompson, Tariq Collins, Malik Smart, Kenyatta Saunders, Jimmy Gray
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