Redman - Yesh Yesh Y'all lyrics

Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw I g off c 4 lyrics to blow off them lex door My tex-ture be the kind that explore Mc's then blow em out, metaphor after metaphor I'm more wetter than your boy bigger So how you figure you can f** with this rap unemploy n***a I should own a fly b**h house and a benz But i got chickenheads criminals and broke friends That love to get in, keep the seventeen spinnin Pull out from my jaw linin, commence to split end Brains and body parts that motion couldn't picture Cause when i'm sh**tin n***az hit mo decks than a skipper Mr and mrs howe, maryanne and ginger Gilligan, you need the professor to take the rigger Waters out i got orders to k** em softly I wouldn't leave a trace if i died and police chalked me Who's the boss g you better radio the walkie talkie For the fatal attract mc's that stalk me Got a big dick and your b**h click When i flip this i got more work than a olympic gymnast Bust it, i cut the mustard, on any track Milkier than similak when i'm next up to bat ("redman is on the mic and i'ma..." "dope motherf**er, yeah, you best ax somebody" -- snoop) (yesh yesh y'all, and you don't stop -- sermon 8x) f** the talk i walk whatever i claim to do Knock a mule on her a** and turn her p**y black and blue You couldn't run up if your fighter was virtua I'm a round-the-clock lyricist, i sleep in my work boots It's a thin line between love and hate It's a thin line between the trigger and the finger of a thirty-eight d**hs by far, my rap repatoire Be the art of murderin makin it hard for you to spar We can chill and puff the ganja, but don't be mad when the Funk doctor spock smoke it with your baby mama Get off my dick and tell your b**h to come here Male groupies gettin shaky when i come from the rear Hah, that get on your nerve neighbor that play the Music loud as f** three in the mornin off a paper With mad zul in the l-s-c In the downtown area, scannin the perimeter All my boos with the open toed shoes If you ain't gettin that p**y eaten right, let me show you Then let you taste these, this brown fox said Ain't no n***a like the -- funk doctor spock g (yesh yesh y'all, and you don't stop -- sermon 4x) As i dive into the crowd I wanna see who the f** gettin loud Who da f** runnin off at dey mouf? I let my n***a fifty cent knock that a** out Word bond, b**hes talkin bout pourin out cristal And dom p they better stick to sade Blackin out whylin, smackin out weaves Break n***az cheap a** chains and medallions You're just a part time s**er in the game sh** is real motherf**er start namin names And if you name my name i whoop a** like steven seagal Give you under siege 2 without the f**in train Let your brains hang from the 808 bang And if i wrecked your cipher then my squad is to blame (yesh yesh y'all, and you don't stop -- erick sermon 12x then fades) We'll be right back with some more funk sh** For all you stankin a**es after we pay these bills