[intro - tech]
Ha ha ha ha, we bout to do this
Tech niner, sole'
Bout to make that a** hot baby
Like this, yo
[female singing]
I heard the party didn't stop
'til tech niner got ill one man crew, runnin' through you
n***as let their cash drop, ladies made that a** hot
Make 'em say "ooh", that's what we do
[tech]
This one's for the n***as' in the club
f**ed up, full of liquor
Fittin' to let the tech n9ne feelin' hit ya
Everybody respect mine when i step up
Insane (ish)
k**a, k**a, doin' damage to a n***a brain (ish)
Haters can't maintain
[sole']
k**in' everybody with the murderous flow
I'mma let a n***a know 'bout fly sole'
Bad to the bone with the f**ed up jump
So we all get drunk and crunk all day
We hard, let's keep all this marvelous sh**
We k**in' everything
And tricky started all of this sh**
[tech]
Ay yo, get paid, never get sprayed
Takin sole', be the brainiacs
[sole' and tech]
Warner brothers and dreamworks
So i guess we're animaniacs
All the n***as in the back get with the ladies in the front
>from side to side, we gon' survive and get what the f** we want
That's right
1 - [sole' and tech]
Ain't nobody f**in' wit it, y'all n***as forget it
Ain't nobody f**in' wit it, cuz we k** 'em
And these hoes and n***as know we keep it rough
And make it rougher
Cuz all we wanna see is you dancin' in the mothaf**a
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[tech]
I'm dancin' with this b**h with an a** so fat
Had to dash to the back, hit that a** from the back
With that a** in my rap, put that a** on the map
I come from 6-6, triple 8, 46, 99, 3's
All of my k**as can't see, fill the n***as on the drive-by ki's
Ask me to bomb and i will
Ask me to be calm and i k**
I got that bomb style and your sh** ain't real
Your sh** is simply - unrealistic
Your b**h seek this, gets dismissed with a quickness
This lip sick, get the lipstick, kiss this dick
In a minute, i'mma bust this flow
I'mma let these s**as know
Nine millimeter is about to blow
And i'm out to get your ho
Puncuate the first to shake that a** and get that cash stack
All the playa haters better stand back when i flashback
Ish hot, knowin' ??? in your club and i'm kinda scold dragon
Yo, i thought you heard tech niner got that ground control
All up in your b**h's roll with that a** exposed, yo
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[sole']
Na na na na na
You can not f** with tech n9ne and sole'
Comin' with the rough sh**
Off in the club, me and my girls lookin' lovely
Lots of k**a thugs be wishin' they could f** me
If you's a hustle man, throw your hands up
Throw my hands up, i did it cuz this ho just ran up
The way you bustas try to step to me, it's k**in' me
Stank breath, mackin' law thrown out, 3 mil be drillin' me, no
Yellin' about ki's and dope, broke
I hope you take notes and shove this cake, about 20 down your throat
Scope, wash your mouth out with soap
Ladies dressed with power, awfully remote
Time, n***a it's wine, throwin' rhymes, k**a be mine
Blowin' nine, and i'mma shine, growin'
Hella a** i'm showin'
I see you in the back freakin'
Everybody in the front tweekin'
While me and tech be peakin'
Off in the club scene every weekend, we the sh**
Throwin' rough ride full of grit, a** that you wanna get
Twit, beware my bite it truly venomous when i spit
Beauty and the beast, you hear in the club or the street
On the back seat of your jeep, over peak rollin' deep cuz...
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[outro - tech]
Ya know what i'm sayin'?
This n***a tricky got me drunk
Off this mothaf**in' hennessy and alize' baby
We off in atl kickin' it for sole' baby, you know what i'm sayin'?
Too much a** in one room baby
Shake what your mothaf**in' mama gave ya
Tech niner in this b**h
For the year 2-thou baby
It's all delicious, tech n9ne
b**h
"bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce..."