Mathematics, Method Man, Panama P.I. - John 3:16 lyrics

[Mathematics, Method Man, Panama P.I. - John 3:16 lyrics]

Boy, you ain't shit
Muthafuckin' right, this my intro, my nigga
Allah Math, that was a good one
One love to the God Inf
In my heart baby, one, one
Stapleton, the Wild West, Park Hill
(we gon' freak this shit like this)
Port Richmond, Now Born, Jungle Nilz

I'm screamin' long live The W
I see you fools through the
Same as my brothers do
Now can somebody tell me who
Let them dogs out
And watch these villains tear the
Roof off they dog house

Who got that champagne, got that remy
Got it good and plenty
Who only got a few friends
And they not friendly and to scrubs
I might just blackout and blow your lightbulb
We turn night clubs to Fight Club
That's what happens when you invite thugs
The bouge function with haters and busters
And big head Hollywood hoes
Let's get the fuckers
Guess who, you like Meth who
Now let me show you what the tech do
Spit when he talk, and word wet you
It's the return of the su-super sperm
Mackin', lovin' my perm, have ya
Fling out that burn, bitch
If you don't know me
Then you better know my flow
Meth Jigga what, Jigga who, jiggalo

I don't usually do this
But keep the party going (uh huh)
I don't usually do this
But keep the party going (nigga)
I don't usually do this
But keep the party going
Yo yo'ing, yo, yo, yo, yo'ing

I'm screamin' long live The W
I see you fools through the
Same as my brothers do
Now can somebody tell me who
Let them dogs out
And watch these villains tear the
Roof off they dog house

Is it the fortune or fame
That make y'all change
Got Milton Bradley hatin' the game
Playas hatin' the same y'all know his name
No need to mention or to explain
What I've been through, how I get down
Or why I came
Let's talk about this flame in my mouth
I can't contain
Some weed pocket change and some
Brain I can't complain
Now, I heard y'all ladies
Got them thang thangs, do you really
Park Hillbillies, come from down south
Slap ya silly
So what the dealy, with them Dutch Masters
Really yo backwoods, and niggas that make
Herb with illio
I swear these niggas don't know
They ass from they elbow
Don't know that I'mma strike
Short of a shelltoe
Niggas around here, stick ya like velcro
Case closed, baby it ain't safe no more
Come on

I don't usually do this
But keep the party going (uh huh)
I don't usually do this
But keep the party going (nigga)
I don't usually do this
But keep the party going
Yo yo'ing, yo, yo, yo, yo'ing

I'm screamin' long live The W
I see you fools through the
Same as my brothers do
Now can somebody tell me who
Let them dogs out
And watch these villains tear the
Roof off they dog house

If you can drink or smoke it
Whatever gets you by, everybody in here, high
You can drink it or smoke it
Whatever gets you by, everybody in here, high
We gon' keep the party going, Mathematics
Method Man panama PI, yea, John 3: 16

I'm screamin' long live The W
I see you fools through the
Same as my brothers do
Now can somebody tell me who
Let them dogs out
And watch these villains tear the
Roof off they dog house

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