O-E - We In This b**h lyrics

[Verse 1: Slank] I kick beats in they a**es, punch hard like Ca**ius Y'all n***as all fake, spell your name with an asterisk I got that mad sh**, call me grumpy My porridge is hot and your oatmeal is lumpy Your b**h? I hump thee, Slank'll poke that Drop it n***a, f** beats, wait where's my smokes at? Now let me toke that, hit that bud Now I'm clear like Kodak, know that son You in the Office like Novak, I'm like Bun I'm in the alley like roll that, tote that gun And rap is fun, see the smile on my face Hear it through your headphones and then call me at my place 5-0-2 and uh, I'm so cool 98 degrees, I'd swear it was negative two Fresh out the zoo, I'm way off the chains I'm high above the charts, the clouds spell my name And they Cirrus, and I'm seriously Up in the Lithosphere dropping sh** lyrically We in this b**h, I ain't never gon' rest I hope your feelin' me like a bed room pest, uh I ain't no house n***a, I'm in your house n***a With your b**h, making you sleep on the couch n***a I've won the bout n***a, you tapped out I'm BJ Penn with a pen submit now [Chorus: Slank & O-E] We in this b**h, I'm tryna' tell you that We in this b**h, you n***as better learn We in this b**h, f** n***as should die We in this b**h... [Verse 2: O-E] So I'm back on the track, like Dale Jr Coming with more hits than an Oklahoma Sooner Me against you? b**h that's humor And my buzz is growing, kinda like a tumor I'm just a crooner, never been a jester Just a dope rhymer, and a fresh dresser I am never lesser, when I'm in the booth From Houston like Tre, so I gotta spit the truth Young n***a from Texas, gotta dope necklace Ridin' in the Lexus, acting real reckless n***as know me, they say it's O-E And I got a bad b**h, look like a trophy Say her name is Sophie, I don't give a f** Make her back it up like a beeping truck I'm on the beat, I'm runnin' these streets I'm doing things, you can't see these feats Cause I'm up in the sky, gettin' real high n***as wanna know why, I'm so fly I'ma fly boy, you just an insect Lame a** n***as, got no intellect If we ever intersect, in person or the internet I'ma leave your mouth-piece in need of a dental check b**h I'm a threat, and I got your girl wet In between her legs, best believe that ain't sweat Me being dope, yea that's a bet And I'm coming through, but I don't need the tecs Got my right hand, and I got my left b**h I been doin' this sh**, I'm fresh to d**h [Chorus: Slank & O-E]