Bounty k**er - Sick lyrics

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Bounty k**er - Sick lyrics

[Intro: Bounty k**er] Huh!!! From J.A. to T Dot, huh!!! respect big you should see that Ay Yo!!! Yallo!!! Huh!!! It's Bounty k**er and Kardinal Ay yo!!! Yallo!!! Look at dat lord mi gal K: Huh! And we do it like huh!!! B: They should know K: Oh! B: That's right!!! K: Yeah, ok, a yagga yagga yagga yagga yo yo!!! B: Lord have mercy [Kardinal Offishall] Huh! Yeah! A yagga yagga yagga yo yo yo It's Mr. Kardinal comin through my n***as, good morning!!!!! Are you ready, ok, here we go [Bounty k**er] Lord have mercy [Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall] Mi sing seh, Kardi Kardi, he likes to party He cause nuff trouble, drinks a little bacardi He's, just the man who's on the mic And when he's walkin through a club he likes the skins tight For all a y'all thinkin he rhymin well It's just to see you smile and enjoy yourself Cause it's cool when you cause a Kardi condition To spread peace and love ay yo that's my mission So a listen, a to what we say Silverhouse makes the funky rhythms everyday (Bounty k**er: That's Right) I, wake up around eight O' clock in the morning Practice all my verses cause we soon on tour and Go to the bathroom to wash up Thinkin 'bout the last female who just got stuck And say, mirror mirror, on, the wall I know I'm type fresh am I fresher than the mall? Yes yes y'all, five minutes it lasted My girls got my money like I'm Old Dirty ba*tard The vibe I spread not just for show I get ew Kardinal steady runnin things, still [Chorus: Bounty k**er] Mi sing seh, when rudebwoy inna di place Not a funny man can't chat inna mi face Stand up for di people represent fi every race Rockin to di rhythm and we bangin to di ba** Mi sing seh, k**er Kardinal inna di place Watch how di hot gal dem a whine up dem waist Anywhere dem legal mi a follow di trace Soap man a soap out fi deal with dem case [Verse 2: Kardinal Offishall] Yo! Yo! Yo! Bust the ill gramatics hip hop fanactics p**no stars couldn't cd my tactics Y'all might see me up on your MTV So then F the president the government and the beast We do the bizna** while dealin with business Doin pushups at your wife's house for fitness And say I never been there and swear on the goodness (Bounty k**er: That's Right!!!) Some chickens callin me the royal hoodness Put these rhymes in your magazine for measure The triple XL wrapped strapped to give ya pleasure Droppin some conscience thoughts and at leizures Twistin theoretical thought patterns to seizures (Word) Maneuverin mic mishaps to make some, cla**ic type content Cleanin up the fake out the average listener, lookin for the cursor Look here, do I look like the average person? Six foot four mom said don't talk to who*es Skettles are floozies my attitude's choosy So speak up when your addressin the name All I want the a**ets y'all keep the fame, still [Chorus: Bounty k**er] Mi sing seh, when rudebwoy inna di place Not a funnyman can't chat inna mi face Stand up fi di people represent fi every race Rockin to di rhythm and we bangin to di ba** Mi sing seh, k**er Kardinal inna the place Watch how di hot gal dem a whine up dem waist Anywhere dem legal mi a follow di trace Soap man a soap out fi deal with dem case [Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall] Yo yo yo yo!! Curse if you must cause my whole crew buss So big that the streets nickname my mic notorious Girls rush to try to blow us like dust But we avoid the lust and remain like Cold Crush My whole team victorious, old school like Amadeus at the Apollo Pop lockin for Rollo sippin on the white bottle Right from T Dot or peace tommorrow But no squabble just necks gettin throttled You thought it was a bottle it was just self control From me knockin you the f** out layin you out cold (God Damn!!!) Stop talkin let your records do the walkin While I'll be laid up in jamdown sylarkin [Bounty k**er] From Jamaica back to T Dot k**er Kardinal a rip di place tell dem a we dat Girls a scream and gallang like dem a idiot We have dem weak and everybody see dat Perfect lady mi a wonder if a she dat Woman a mi dream this girl wanna be dat Phat in her jeans Kardinal him would a squeeze dat Put on di ring and di k**er nah go leave dat I'm fallin, could you believe dat? Everything she have fi offer mi waan retrieve dat Fashion and mi love you know seh she gwaan receive dat Legacy mi real estate she a achieve dat, you must believe dat [Outro: Kardinal Offishall] Fire!!! Yeah! n***as is gettin nerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrvous!!!!!!

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