Lyrics

[Intro] Hey C.S. man, umm Yeah since you don't wanna gimme a dollar for no beer umm Why don't you gimme a lyrical shoutout on your album, junior? C'mon man, gimme something man! Common! Ah-heh! [Verse] Let's Make a Deal, pickle I'm pitching penny dimes and nickles You couldn't sell a sticker, on the tape your DJ tickles I jiggle and juggle the rhymes like, I was to keep you suckers all waiting My tub I rub-a-dub it with my rubber duck I play With those quack MC's, someone's been sitting in my chair And I'mma wash that crank right outta my hair Shampoo but, I'm down with the Nubian Nut, Joe and go for self You're bugging buddy doing somebody nosing don't know yourself Peace to Sef and Jeff, Tae ?Deesy Dirty and Don Tanean? Haste makes waste, so with the case is how my day begins Hot in quarter vader shops the sports day market pelo I'm think of my pap, the doctor slapped me in the hospital with a G-O Word is bond when I was born, and I took a breath I never rhyme with busted rhymes and even the blind knew I was def Respect to Chico ?Waller Al Kadee Roscoe Kalidjusome? Poo-da, Ba Ba, Luther, the Baby B-Boyz always into some Time for get me drunk, ?Stu and more my cousin Adulay? Fuck the bitches who dissed us and the hoes who wouldn't give Rash' a play I'mma play, and which way, until I get my new props Peace to Ricki Love the rocking shot to all the beer spots The marks we used to stick up, the posse gets much thicker To those who I forgot yo I'mma blame it on the liquor That's my nigga list, to those who I missed My ass you can kiss I gotta piss