Mystikal - Bullshit lyrics

Nigga that's that bullshit
Nigga that's that bullshit
They got me fucked up
Right now on that bullshit
Nigga that's that bullshit
Nigga that's that bullshit
Got us fucked up in here on that bullshit
Nigga that's that bullshit
Nigga that's that bullshit
Got us fucked up out here on that bullshit
Nigga that's that bullshit
That's that bullshit they got me fucked up
Right now on that bullshit

Same nigga hump the beat like a pussy
Fuckin' right I put the dick on the track
Same nigga he just got outta jail
Same nigga that's 'bout to go back
So what the rapper got 90 more days?
Should have never hit that bitch in the head
I know she pushed you and
You probably felt played
Better next time you gonna walk yo ass away
Get yo shit together, nigga get yo mind right
Every nigga in here smarter than Albert
Einstein lookin' at it from hindsight
Hope this shit starts sankin in before it's
A cell you be stankin in
No bitches, no titties
No pussy prints tell my why the
Fuck you wasn't thinkin' then
I said, "uhhh" The judge say
"'Uhhh' my ass!"
Tell yo people how much that
You miss 'em and you
Love 'em talkin to 'em from behind that glass
Hello Canteen Line, I plan about five racks
Lemme get that in coffee and hygiene
Stamps and bugler packs
You're mad cause I'm movin' fast
So you're usin' that
Now you're out here talkin' shit
But bitch I'm used to that
Bitch, I never give up
I said I'll never go back
But judgin' from the way
The ball done bounced
I might get to see my nigga Mac

Tryna do me like a low down dog
Treat me like a hen-pecked freak
A mother like a one legged gimp
Or something like a four-eyed geek
Cause you up in there huffin' and puffin'
Talkin' 'bout I lie and cheat
Bitch I want you outta my house
She said I want you off these streets
Damn! Hold up
Sorry baby ain't gotta be all that
You know how much I love
You don't do nothin' crazy
No man, you you ain't gettin' no panties
You might as well pack yo bags
In court, standing next the DA
My brother can't you hear me like kiss my ass
Say goodbye to those shows
And peace out to those beats
Tell 'em how I got you out the truck
Yeah, nigga hand over those keys
There you go, take it baby
It's yours darling
Turn the motherfucker sideways
Stuff that bitch where you sit on the toilet
'Scuse me speakin' in tongues
But she forgot about the Charger
I know I shouldn't have
Never bought the Charger
Now that bitch got me facin charges
I guess it go like that, and it be like that
Momma said knock that lightweight out
81 days you gon be right back

Bitch you tryin' to swing below the belt
Ho you tryin' to hit behind the knee
If this were Silence of The Lambs
Our troubles would be over popo Clarice
Shoo, shoo, shoo fly, fly, fly
I repent if you think that this is gonna be
The end of me bitch you's a goddamn lie
Hey there mike mike mike man
Now that you're my my my
Seen Daddy get off probation, when
The restraining come off
I'd love to see y'all come by
Daddy gotta go through the joint just
To get to the door
Daddy gotta climb over these hoes just to
Make it back home to the toil
Now we know that big girls don't pout
And big boys don't cry
Y'all better not fight in this bitch and cry
Y'all play nice
Do just as I say, but not as I do
In the house, you start fuckin' up
Guess what? I'll whoop your lil bad ass too