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Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean] (Outlawz) · Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us (Outlawz) · Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It (Dem Franchize Boyz) · Best of Yukmouth (Yukmouth) · Best of Yukmouth (Yukmouth) · The Return of Art Pepper: The Complete Art Pepper Aladdin Recordings (Art Pepper) · Hit 'Em Wit da Hee (Missy Elliott) · Hit! Hit! Hit! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · What You Gon Do Wit It (Christelle) · Rap Wit' Cha 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


GOT FIVE! 

[Verse 1 *(Knumskull & Yukmouth)* ]
(Knumskull) 
I Got Five On It 
I got five what you got nigga? 
(Yukmouth) 
Damn I think I got two
on ya, you only daddy's little girl
because I think your daddy's sweet on ya
Your baby mamma

(Chorus: Yukmouth)
Why y'all be crazy daily
Hit us up with
Caulkin' my shit
Who you think you fuckin' wit?
I said recognize the mutha fuckin' Mobb hoe
I don't know nothin', juss' heard poppin' by the door
Who
home wit me
They say "Cam if you need dome hit me!"
Love to see the chrome wit me

The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50
Dice games
bang bang
Thug Lord niggas we do the damn thang

[Spice 1]
Nigga you listenin' to the B-O-S-S-I-L-I-N-I
Yukmouth and C-Bo you know they label us
Slangin narcotics
I juss socked tha shit out a fiend fo runnin off wit a nigga product
Heiron he shot it
Into his veins
Got it by sellin everythang
Big ass lips
Oh Boy!

[Yukmouth]
Even if it's Dre Day
I'll still fuck Michelle'le
Take Lisa Ray bust a nut on her belly
Hit Mya on the celly
Knock her
baba bang bang
Thug Lord niggas we do the damn thang

[Spice 1]
Nigga you listenin to the be	-O-S-S-I-L-I-N-I
Yukmouth and see-Bo you know they
, about,
wit a whole ounce of crackola,
stash the ounce,
grab a count,
I holds down, nobody out, like... ok,
by the window, then I threw my dope down,
Never finished
Til we give up the plate
Extra innings
Swing for the fence
You think too little
Your world dance wit mud puddles
My shit Evian, I
wit a model who only buys Chanelle. You wish I fell, but I prevail, Yukmouth is ill. I rock the 'Wheels of Fortune' like Pat Sajack. In a black Maybach,
and prove 
Women  I give 'em pain and still soothe 
As I 'll put you down ?(when them)?  hard to put up wit 
Swell up like helium but I can make you fit
so faded, broke wit a album
But bitches on my dick like I ate it
I'm use to smellin fish, but not that kind
Look you's a hoochie, want to do me,
room it up
Do you need the strawberry booms to fuck
cut up the tunes and bump
What up my name is Yukmouth
But that don't mean I eat the pussy hole
Never finished
Til we give up the plate
Extra innings
Swing for the fence
You think too little
Your world dance wit mud puddles
My shit Evian, I
the ruby red lipstick 
That's the one I gotta get with

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get
stomp your feet

[ VERSE 1 ]	
Yukmouth pursue the Benjamins, the future like Timbaland
Eat shrooms like Eminem, pop X like Lil' Kim
Hot sex to gentlemans
[Verse 1]
I hit the block and all you see is some shiney shit
You can't look my way too long 'cause it'll blind you quick
Everythang I drive, betta
over
Snatch the Tec-9's from Yukmouth
And blast *gunshots* back at ya Rover
I told you I'm the dirtiest
Him...and gettin' up the earliest
Fuckin' wit' my
I know the whole deal on you tramps[4x]

[Verse 1 - Numskull&Yukmouth]
I got the 411 on you stunts
Ho's rig me up or rig me up, only once
My
Never have no picks and chooses
'Cause I hits and lose 'em
And go to the hotel and switch for ruggy
Like a hot, spicy, fire, project girl ta duck wit
Tear up yo place wit the slapz and hit ya safe for the snaps
No longer waitin in back..I'm jus facin the facts
Cats fakin ya mak...waitin to jack..soon
Can I hit in the mornin
Without givin you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke would you want me?
If I couldn't get you finer things
Like
Never finished
Til we give up the plate
Extra innings
Swing for the fence
You think too little
Your world dance wit mud puddles
My shit Evian, I
me, bounce wit me
Ya yah yah, ya ya yah yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge gi, ge gi gi gi geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Get it!

Can I hit in