Wuteva

Lyrics

[Intro] What motherfucker?! I ain't afraid of none of y'all motherfuckers What! Whateva Bring it Trick! Dick up in yo mouth, bitch [Verse 1] And take a real ruggin deeper Kickin' butt competition like Nina and Sheba Trapping pollos like screamers Weaken metaphors that make MC's wonder What type of spell I been under Shaking down the industry with authority A real MC Who could bang like Wu Tang With many styles and methods man Tied up in Timberlands as the sand cocoa butter For all my soldiers from the gutter War-ri-ors like boot camp I make it hurt like crap Let's have a whole venue and When I get down low down dirty like damager-skilled scavenger Blastin' at'chya like KRS-One, son [Chorus] Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather [Verse 2] I got the ability to make communication To most of the nation- fans of all kinds [?] I don't give a fuck, we could get buck- what I need a rain on ya brain Leave you tied up and chained to the mic cord The Lord takin me away from the evil sword And blessed me with the nod to keep a tight bondage with the real world My beautiful baby girl I be that ghetto girl Makin MC's spin like curls When I spit gems for enemies and friends Well it just funk [?] [Chorus] Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather [Verse 3] Yeah I just be like CK representin' BK And the Boogie Down with respect My check What the fuck I locked it down for the [?] And you know I'm bad chick stabbin' Keep the real hip hop dogs barkin'-I'm sparkin' Fat, bump raps Bustin' bitches weak tracks-loose Ain't nothing cute or fancy I bring the rump more nasty Then you wanna be classy Looking real trashy and disrespectful Mouth full of dick-BITCH When I- tighten up my mic grip shut yo dirty lip I whip like a Lex coupe Without knocking boots And if you put up your dukes You see yo ass get kicked Dead across the fuckin shit [Chorus] Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? whatever - I'll be the stormy weather Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather Stormin'? Rain comin down Stormin'? whatever Rain comin down Stormin'? whatever Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather