Method Man - You Play Too Much (Skit) lyrics

One two, one two, ladies and gentlemen, I am Chris Rock With my man Prince Paul chillin in Brooklyn It is my pleasure, it is my treat (mmm hmm), it is my honor To introduce to you the man that needs no introduction Of course he don't need an introduction Or else you wouldn't have bought the god damn album (mmm hmm) Ladies and germs get ready for the Ticallion Stallion (mmm) A/K/A Johnny Blaze (mmm) A/K/A The Iron Lung (mmm) A/K/A Mr. Kincaid (Huh?) A/K/A Mr. Weatherby (What the f**?) A/K/A Mr. Hankey (Huh??) A/K/A Mr. Tibbs (Hey yo, get that n***a off the stage now!) A/K/A Marla Gibbs *gun shots* OH MY BABY!!! A/K/A The Say Hey Kid (Still goin... son of a b**h!) A/K/A The Frisco Kid (Security! Release the hounds!!) A/K/A Kid Dynamite {hey get that dog outta here!} A/K/A Grandma Dynamite (f** that, release the dolphins out this muthaf**er) A/K/A Velvet Jones {not the dolphins!} A/K/A JoJo Dancer (f**in deadarm him) A/K/A Joe-ski Love Do-doo-do-do-do-doo-do-do-doo A/K/A Ron Hightower (Damn...) A/K/A Heatmiser (Burn him!) A/K/A Donny Brasco A/K/A Donny Most A/K/A Donny Osmond A/K/A- (If you can't say it all just say Meth)