Jellysickle

Tech N9ne & E-40 - Rap, USA
Jellysickle
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Duration: 2:23
Lyrics
[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 makin' 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 feelin' real hyphy I'm a star so I'm in with the belly pistol That's 'cause the haters be suckin' on Jellysickles That mean the cycle of jealousy's real thick, mane I'm feelin' it's 'bout to pop off real quick, mane But I ain't tryin' to have the fellas come and pinch me 'Cause he's plotting on my cheddar, on my Minsky Never tempt me, the Grinch, so you better Never let another nell 'nother fella come against me Off in Missouri, it's Jellysickle city Jealousy watchin', and it ain't the right stare, nightmares Don't let me go and rock the red spiked hair They hate it when I do that right there (Right Thurr!), yeah [Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne, Chante Bloodfaw, Tech N9ne, all] Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Too much'll make you sick You actin' like a trick bitch Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness (Hah, 40, speak on it!) Stop actin' like a trick bitch [Verse 2: E-40] Boom! Quit bumpin' your gums, park your tongue, keep a real pimp name up out your mouth If I get on your line and dump two in your spine, like it a '80s drought (Doo-doo-doo) I'm about that Valley Jo Po-po be throwin' tantrums 'Cause I live up on a hill with a view on a acre in a big white (Ooh), 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 quarter, I want that slow nickel (Uh-huh) Everything I got, I worked for, so quit hatin' on me nigga Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon (Look at the moon) Look at these keys, look at my ride, I'm a tycoon (I'm a tycoon) From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers Where a hundred'll get you three hundred dollars worth of hubbas 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 gon' be no way, no how Wow, I'm lit like a candle And they hatin' 'cause I'm hot like a left sink handle (Biatch!!) Uhh [Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne, Chante Bloodfaw, Tech N9ne, all] Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Too much'll make you sick You actin' like a trick bitch Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness Stop actin' like a trick bitch Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Too much'll make you sick You actin' like a trick bitch Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness Stop actin' like a trick bitch (Hah) [Verse 3: Tech N9ne & Chante Bloodfaw] Jellysickle Look at how that jelly trickles Down his elbows And you can smell those Playa haters from Calabassas to Melrose During his jell pose, I knocked him out of his shell toes When I walk into the spot, them suckers suckin' on them sickles Hate to see me shining, get to tripping when they off they ripple I get these rappers drippin' jelly to the third degree Most of 'em in my city never know me, but yet they heard of me At the BET awards chillin' with The Federation Don't forget the woman at the door givin' 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 of 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 N9na some flow spitters But that don't mean you gotta hate Jealousy's a sickness Take another lick, Mitch You actin' like a trick bitch [Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne, Chante Bloodfaw, Tech N9ne, all] Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Too much'll make you sick You actin' like a trick bitch Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness Stop actin' like a trick bitch Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Too much'll make you sick You actin' like a trick bitch Take a lick of this (What?) Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness Stop actin' like a trick bitch (Trick bitch, trick bitch...)
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Credits
- Writers
- Tech N9ne
- E-40