Tech N9ne - Jellysickle lyrics

(feat. E-40) [Intro: Tech N9ne] Hey All you haters stop! Whew, man This beat is uh What Rick rocker T-9 E-40 Jellysickle yo [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] They hate it when you bubble See 'em in they huddles always making trouble (What? Who?) Jealous fellas man Fall up in the spot and from the jump they don't like me Hat to the back and I'm felling real hyphy Imma star so I'm in with the belly pistol That's cause the haters be s**ing on jelly sickles That mean the cycle of jealousies real thick man I'm feeling its bout to pop off real quick man But I ain't trying to have the fedas come and pinch me Cause he's plotting on my cheddar on my minske Never tempt me the grench so you better never let another nell nother fella come against me Off in Missouri its jelly sickle city jealousy watching and it ain't the right stare, right mares Don't let me go and rock the red spiked hair They hate it when I do that right there (Right Thurr!) Yeah [Hook] Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness) To much will make you sick (You acting like a trick b**h) Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness) Jelly sickle sickness (You acting like a trick b**h) [Verse 2: E-40] Quit bumping your gums spark your tongue keep a real pimp game up out your mouth If I get on your line and dump two on your spine like it a 80's drought I'm about that Valley-Jo Po Po be throwing tantrums Cause I live up on a hill with a view on a acre in a big white who white mansion I be all up in the dirty Where they cook them fried turkeys Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall You want that fast quota I want that slow nickle Everything I got I worked for so quit hating on me n***a Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon Look at these keys, look at my ride, I'ma tycoon From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of poppers Every time I look around Every time I look around somebody done bit my style Wanna smile in my face and take my place hate but it ain't gone be no way no how, wow I'm lit like a candle and they hating cause I'm hot like a left sink handle [Hook 2X] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Jelly sickle look at how that jelly trickles Down his elbows And you can smell those Playa haters from Calaba**as to Melrose During his jail polls And knocked him out of his shell toes? When I walk into the spot them s**as s**ing on them sickles Hate to see me shining get to tripping when they off they ripple I get these rappers dripping jelly to the third degree Most of them in my city never know me but yet they heard of me At the BET awards chilling with the Federation never forget the woman at the door giving away the shoes didn't really want me to have 'em man I had a ticket I had to grab 'em Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago here's the blow cause I rake up dough She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago here's the blow cause I rake up dough She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show Congratulate me cause I'm a go getta For sho hitta E-40 and Nina some flow spitter's But that don't mean you gotta hate Jealousy's a sickness take another lick Mitch (You wack it like a trick b**h) [Hook 2X]