Erick Sermon - Da Bullsh** lyrics

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Erick Sermon - Da Bullsh** lyrics

That's that bullsh** Ic-Don motherf**er Da bullsh** Funk Doc motherf**er Push whips motherf**er Na, na chill out who got the weed in this motherf**er yo? Brick City, Jersey, I got the weed homie... Na, na, na chill, chill, chill, na, na chill n***a, where the weed at? It's Da bullsh**, bullsh** PPP n***a Yo where the weed at fellas? What you lightin? [Redman] Yo, yo, you motherf**ers gon' learn When it come to this sh**, I ain't about takin turns Cuz Doc's in the place The cold n***a, I'm too late to thaw Doc unfold n***as til they ribs is raw Whether you up the ball or ride the b**h My pens write with a vengeance and Viagra in Stay hard like the biceps when it's stacked I'm gritty, I wouldn't love in a tennis match I don't like to sign autographs half the time I scribble my name and draw a jacka** design Calvin Kleins spalled on the floor You just got, dogged on the tour, so, send some new who*es HO I got a food table to warm, a new neighbor to warn And people at the label I'm on Crunch time, what you think the forty-four is for When I grub I want the whole smorgasboard Gotta clean my act up and, get my thoughts straight Stop smashin the five and appear in the court dates I won't ride the bike unless it's C B R Wit no tricks but a b**h it'll be on next I'm still wheel handlin, you die in a ambulance Block prime scramblin, Glock nine handlin Duckin the flows of mind travelin You heard it before, you ain't Sunshine Anderson Got a bomb plantin and I'm ready fo' mo' b**hes gettin in my party givin head at the do' All my n***as and my shorty's and get high in the audience I carry a gaudy gun, you'll die in the audience HOOK: That's the bullsh**, the bullsh** [We are that bullsh**] We walk up in the club we on the bullsh** That's the bullsh**, the bullsh** [We are that bullsh**] Fondlin your b**h a** off the bullsh** That's the bullsh**, the bullsh** [We are that bullsh**] Brick City, Brook-non off the bullsh** That's the bullsh**, that's the bullsh** [We are that bullsh**] That's the- nah, nah, nah, nah, chill n***a, that's the bullsh** [Redman] Yo, I put the pressure on a man without a gun in my hand His limpin lenny turn around and then I pump from the pants One nine in each arm, I get hot as I squeeze from it Now he's a cheap ornament, died in a street tournament Peep the clues, not deep wit dudes My Benz don't carry shoes cuz I'm cheap as Jews But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move After that I tell you and what the beat to do f** the Visine, duck when I lean out the window Wit a shottie wit me and myself and Irene and my team f** your mainstream dry off feet I'm explosive as Simon in Die Hard 3 Now you wavin six flags like you at GA Cuz my gun on standby like a flight delay Sprayin water on all those whoever's hot Take they mic, take they j**els, then them Bezell, Doc... [Icarus] Stop Ic-Don, get gone, n***a I'm here Sippin a beer, 5th with the clip in the rear That'll lift him off his feet, make him flip in the air I pull big guns out, like I'm hittin a deer You don't really know when trouble come When you open your door and somebody in yo house chewin bubble gum With double guns, co*ked in each hand n***a you about to be buried in beach sand I don't care if you broke or not I don't care if you sell weed, dope, coke or not n***a I still smoke the Glock Give your face polka dots, y'all better hope I stop Man doom, I kidnap a cla**room Hide 'em in the left wing of my bathroom Do you think you could survive all that we bring ya Bullets, comin at ya just as long as your finger And every, morning I linger on the corner just drinkin Borin and thinkin, how I'm bout to score with this ink pen You better hope we blow on this rappin sh** You don't want us to go under the mattresses Shorty lookin at me funny like I don't get bank My house is hot b**h, I swim in my fish tank Every car got a bar, the whole clique drink I'm a dirty n***a, nuts sweaty, dick stink After we f**, I'm takin you to S and D's That's a lie b**h I am on ecstasy I won't remember none of this when the X in me So if you want s** for free, check for me, Ic-Don...

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