Redman

[basically] (24X)
Whoo, hahh... ohhahh, wooooh
Aww shit!!
Hey dudes my interludes more fatter than most niggaz LP's
So don't sell me to stale cheese
I'm more nicer than Little Red Robin Hood's grandmama
puffin on ganja, sippin on a, Cherry Bianca
My grand finale's like an alley when it's rowdy
kick more bars than the penile G
And let my nine clap loudly
Click click, bee-yow, bang, booyaka!!
What am I do to ya? It's somethin new to ya
Like screwin ya, all over my studi-ah
Ride on my MP-60 and let the S-950 squeeze your titties
That quickly I hooked you, now fix me with your lips
B...otch, unloosen my belt thinkin to grab the crotch
But before you do move my glock before it shoot my cock
And see basically them trick bitches get no dap (word)
And see basically Redman album is no joke (word)
And see basically I don't get caught up at my label (word)
Cause I kill when they fuck with food on my dinner table (word)