Redman Meets Reggie Noble

Lyrics

[Verse: Redman & Reggie Noble] Ah! Look out, you must've got hit with some bullshit Yo, where at? Smack dead across your lips Can you talk? Ahm ahh... Yo, yo, Redman, what the fuck was that? I don't know, but it's on my top lip Don't crack jokes or pop shit Just get it off my top lip Or Reggie, you'll get drop-kicked Okay, be still, chill, I'm gettin' it off your grill What was it? Some of that pussy you ate this morning from that bitch Jill (Yeah, motherfuckin' right) But come on, check it Let's get busy on this record So we can make the dough and make girls like Kiki Shepard get naked On the strength Party with Machine and Oprah Winf' First class tickets, hotel bitches puffin' mad blunts Blunts? Blunts Blunts don't rhyme with Oprah Winf', chump Who cares what rhymes with it long as the funk pump through my Benz trunk? Now, you know you don't own a Benz Yes, I do, and chrome's the trim Black with a system, when it's hittin', I'm pullin' mad skins With Olde E sittin' in between my lap And when brothers act up, a gun machine I pack The original P-Funker, the jewel trunk, a funker When I'm sexin', my bat is bigger than Eddie Munster's Like maxin' Wait, wait, wait, could we get on with the tape? Lights, camera, uh, action Welcome to Red's tape, may I take your order? It's a slaughter if you order the hit without the water 'Cause if swallowed without the damn water to follow You might be doin' a stupid dance and win a grand at the Apollo Or rough-snap necks, drink Olde E, or crack Becks Wreck anything that's wet when I have sex For instance, I mix with a style that make you shit bricks Tsk-tsk, I'm musically gifted, terrific Boom-shak-lak, Red got crazy knocks And knots in the pots Got props from here to George Washington Bridge I get biz, I use hats, so no kids Fuck, I took out more suckers than a ho did Wait, wait, but hold up, I don't think I can freak the funk like that I might have to mack because my afro is like Shaft Puffy, fade it quite lovely and to snuff me Get your gang 'cause I'm fightin' with more power than Chuck D Chuck D from Public Enemy? Yeah, he's a friend of me The one that say, "Brother and sister?" Yeah, but he's no kin to me I'm strictly negro, I freak the style and it goes (Boom) If a stitch in time saves nine, then I got shit sewed Put pins in needles and needles in pins A happy man is a happy man that grins When I'm hittin' skins, fuck skins, I'm hittin' puss when it's douched Then eat it when the puss is well cooked Look Up in the air? No, the cab Who's in the cab? What the— it's Superman, why? Because it's hotter than a motherfucker out here [Outro: Redman & Reggie Noble] Oh, word you doin' that? Yo, Red, I'm gettin' the fuck out of here, man Yeah, me too, man Oh, I forgot to tell you, Willia called for you Willia who? Will ya suck my dick?​ Ayo, fuck you, big, big nose bitch I hate your stupid ass You a stupid motherfucker