Mo’ Water

Lyrics

[Intro] Elliot beeswax Alcaphunk No artificial flavors Alias b maximus A/K/A no additive preservatives So get out my funk Get of my funk I'd watch out For this is the season Of the Chrome syndrome [Verse 1] Quite nonchalantly, my name is Kokane I got the nickel sack of that potent rap crap Almighty Jah, thank you for the buddha But if you know this corp? doin coke Then I suggest that you can Rolla-rolla feds on upon you know Yo, my name is Kokane not Adee Do So overfill an piss a funkaholic in my kizup? You wanna see me vomit, or should I say throw up Throw up style, never hold a damn thing back I just had to re-up, and now I got the fat sacks It's like 'Tini and Rossi, but don't mix Bend over bitch and I'mma stick it with the quickness A-ha, a-ha, you got the right one, baby Say Mr. stucky lucky but I really don't wanna maybe But baby, but baby, don't mean no harmin' So I just skip to the lou, skip to the lou Skip to the lou my darling [Chorus 4X] Now I bet you got mo' water upstairs Than you got sugar on a candy cane Where'd you get your funk from? (Repeat) [Verse 2] Now I come from the West, Cali-funk-i-a You say, 'Let me borrow this style We gotta pay you back on Tuesday' You look like a base-head, see 'Cause my style is the cavi, so try another cookie Yo, I think that East battle West is like dumb And play my fuckin' video It don't matter what coast I come from Three-wheel wicked, Chevy Impala It's time to pick up a honey dip And rent a room at the Ramada After flauntin' my words I leave crush Took of the gears and time to have sex I'm all in them skins like bam bam So won't you play like Red Hot Chili Peppers and Give it away, give it away, give it away, give it away, give it away now Give it away, give it away, give it away now She said 'Death do us part?', I said 'Whatever' Know I'm all in them p-u double crooked letters There's a lot of MC who need to get smoked, fool 'Cause you got a gang of baking soda in ya dope Talkin' 'bout you did drive-bys out your Regal Kill a thousand niggas on one maxi-single No, nope, not, not, the style don't fit And you swear that your motherfuckin' ass is the shit [Chorus]