LL Cool J, Method Man, Redman, DMX - Fuhgidabowdit lyrics

[LL Cool J, Method Man, Redman, DMX - Fuhgidabowdit lyrics]

Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL Cool
Soakin' wet with bad bitches
In the indoor pool yo what am I, an animal?
'Cause I bagged your's too
One bad mooley, nigga you can't school me
I'm the GOAT
What I wrote cause fire and smoke
To think I started on the choir
Singin' solo for the pope
Tell your mama please, get up off her knees
You can't wear yellow spandex with
A ass like cottage cheese open toed shoes
Feet smell like collard greens
Toes Kriss Krossed like she on J dupri's team
Bunyon you're sittin' up like beach
Balls in the sand plus
A mouth full of rotten teeth with
A dildo in her hand who the fuck let you in
All my assistants are fired
Now I'm lookin' for some washed up
Rapper that I can hire
You know some old school nigga
With a bit of attitude
Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an interlude
You say I'm souped up, well
Soup is good food so what I scratch my nuts
How the fuck is that rude?
For soul glowin, afro pickin'
S-curl hatin', Jamaican rum sippin'
Kid I'll burp on your girl buttcheeks
'Cause honey had my nuts like two red beets
I'm bananas, out of my fuckin mind they
Won't let me back in
'Cause I was down before the hype
Like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund
Bruno Samartino, Stan Staziak
Now The Rock and Stone Cold
Are my favorite maniacs
The top rooster pluckin'
Chickens when I’m cluckin'
WWF stands for When and Where we Fuckin

Fuhgidabowdit yo kid
Fuhgidabowdit fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit yo, ey, Fuhgidabowdit
Ey, ey, Fuhgidabowdit eh, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like Menace I I Society
I roll through the drive-thru like Kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers
And chicken wings, and Daytons too
See my boys down the ride crack patience too
Bricks, walk around, snorkel down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke
Out the orphan house
Transportin out, the poison in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle
With the frozen dinners
And them niggas that ran
My goal's to get 'em
With the heat seekin' flow with, fo' antennas
Doc's Da Name, that's why y'all fuck with me
I'm pocket change, the bums don't fuck with D
Inject the venom, car note inspection sticker
Check the pen, I write like a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin'
I brawl with a major league mitten
Where the stash at, punk?
Yo, yo, and he takin me with him

Fuhgidabowdit yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, yo, yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo you heard, Fuhgidabowdit
Ayo you hear me, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, this be a Cool J function
Music get my blood pumpin'
Down for whatever
Which usually means I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin'
Them niggas in the back frontin'
They rockin' cuffs and, put the eight up
Repercussion you know my name
So there's no need for introduction
I'm Mr done it all
So none of y'all can do me nothing
Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be
Swingin' 'til the honeycomb
Backs get blown, trash get thrown
In headlocks, from this view
I'm fuckin Star Jones
I'm red hot just like candy
In '95 won the Grammy
Yo, we use it as an ashtray now
Niggas can't stand or understand me, yeah
Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees
With shitty draws
What's that shit, what shit
That shit on your lip
I can't smoke with ya kid
But I'll save ya the clip

Fuhgidabowdit ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, what the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit

Still pullin' down her panties, Fuhgidabowdit

The shit I see every day
Brings tears to my eyes
How I holla at my niggas
Brings ears to my cries
Stick niggas for noddin' off
Then teach 'em somethin'
Bitch niggas talkin' 'bout you from
The streets you frontin'
I never liked you, and you, I don't know
So what the fuck you think
Is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mano a mano, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you can't take that ass whoopin'
I'm gon' bust you
Talkin to you like a lil nigga 'cause you is
But don't forget that daddy's gonna
Always love his kids
Faggot niggas got the nerve to
Wan' know why I rob you guys are livin' phat
While everybody else'll starve!
That pretty shit is lame
Fuck what your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin'
Watch a nigga gain fo'
Now you layin somewhere cold, stiff as shit
And all that riffin' shit, mens
Will get you hit, bitch

Fuhgidabowdit

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