Mystikal - That's That Shit lyrics
[Mystikal - That's That Shit lyrics]
One, one, one, one, one
One, hear I go, mic check, here I go
Mic check one, one, one, one, one
That's that shit, that's that shit nigga
That's that shit (That's that shit)
Ya'll smell that shit? That's that shit
That's the reason the bitches be trying to
Get the worm out the zipper
That's the reason niggas gon' have to
Learn that I'm the ripper
I scrape off crumbs and turn 'em into nickels
Bounce 'em into dimes and
Turn 'em into flippers
And I can't come around, like
You do your rhyme, cause I'm different
You can't make your shit sound
Like mine cause it isn't
I run whether it's top of the line
Get your mind right nigga
Murder was the case cause I
Shine at night nigga
The man with the braids in his hair
Two tounged live nigga
Let him fire nigga, I ride with five niggas
Live from the west, bring it back home
Ducked off in the Burnerville
Blowing up the zone
Strollin', cutting up on my cell phone
Hundred miles per hour in the
Wind and I'm gone watch them jails find the
Twenty inch wheels twirls
Hoes hatin' in the back, fuck 'em girl
I stand up like a pitch, swing the big dick
Take a picture
Feet stickin' like scotch tape bitch
I swear to God I'll fuck over yay yay
Have you sitting on your porch
Gettin' pushed in your rocking chair
I know you hear it, I know you hear it
I know you hear it that's that shit nigga
I know you smell it, I know you smell it
I know you smell it that's that shit nigga
I know you feel it, I know you feel it
I know you feel it that's that shit nigga
I know you scared, I know you scared
I know you scared
I come in the bitch to put my
Two cents on a two inch
I'm tearing down the fuckin' building
And the blue prints, any sign of
Intrudence tear your ass down
Make that ass look foolish
Raise your hand and talk to
The teacher, no, students, students
I like to sing a about
The boota and the tooters
Smoke the purple bubble gum
Merge crazy blue vooda
Ya'll past tense, I'm the black prince ruler
Sharp shooter, I'm chopatula, to talula
Point black bitch, gone, gone
Full blast turning up the water
All the way on hi, my name is, Mystikal
I handle my business
Deliver my lyrics ever since I hit the door
When I come around in this
Muthafucka your arms fall off
You can't touch me, your jaw broke
You can't say nothing
Fuck around and let my second wind kick in
I better be makin' it sound like the
Booty that the dick went in
That's that shit, that's that shit nigga
Yeah, that's that shit
Yeah, that's that shit nigga
Yeah that's that shit
Yeah, that's that shit nigga
Yeah, I know you smell it
(I know you smell it)
I know you smell it, that's that shit nigga
I know you feel it, I know you feel it
I know you feel it that's that shit nigga
I know you hear it, I know you hear it
I know you hear it that's that shit nigga
Is you scared, is you scared, is you scared
Cause that's that shit nigga
I got that shit that's that shit nigga
I keep that shit i own that shit
That's my shit bitch, that's my shit
Uh, fucks wrong with you nigga? Bitch
Get the fuck off
One, hear I go, mic check, here I go
Mic check one, one, one, one, one
That's that shit, that's that shit nigga
That's that shit (That's that shit)
Ya'll smell that shit? That's that shit
That's the reason the bitches be trying to
Get the worm out the zipper
That's the reason niggas gon' have to
Learn that I'm the ripper
I scrape off crumbs and turn 'em into nickels
Bounce 'em into dimes and
Turn 'em into flippers
And I can't come around, like
You do your rhyme, cause I'm different
You can't make your shit sound
Like mine cause it isn't
I run whether it's top of the line
Get your mind right nigga
Murder was the case cause I
Shine at night nigga
The man with the braids in his hair
Two tounged live nigga
Let him fire nigga, I ride with five niggas
Live from the west, bring it back home
Ducked off in the Burnerville
Blowing up the zone
Strollin', cutting up on my cell phone
Hundred miles per hour in the
Wind and I'm gone watch them jails find the
Twenty inch wheels twirls
Hoes hatin' in the back, fuck 'em girl
I stand up like a pitch, swing the big dick
Take a picture
Feet stickin' like scotch tape bitch
I swear to God I'll fuck over yay yay
Have you sitting on your porch
Gettin' pushed in your rocking chair
I know you hear it, I know you hear it
I know you hear it that's that shit nigga
I know you smell it, I know you smell it
I know you smell it that's that shit nigga
I know you feel it, I know you feel it
I know you feel it that's that shit nigga
I know you scared, I know you scared
I know you scared
I come in the bitch to put my
Two cents on a two inch
I'm tearing down the fuckin' building
And the blue prints, any sign of
Intrudence tear your ass down
Make that ass look foolish
Raise your hand and talk to
The teacher, no, students, students
I like to sing a about
The boota and the tooters
Smoke the purple bubble gum
Merge crazy blue vooda
Ya'll past tense, I'm the black prince ruler
Sharp shooter, I'm chopatula, to talula
Point black bitch, gone, gone
Full blast turning up the water
All the way on hi, my name is, Mystikal
I handle my business
Deliver my lyrics ever since I hit the door
When I come around in this
Muthafucka your arms fall off
You can't touch me, your jaw broke
You can't say nothing
Fuck around and let my second wind kick in
I better be makin' it sound like the
Booty that the dick went in
That's that shit, that's that shit nigga
Yeah, that's that shit
Yeah, that's that shit nigga
Yeah that's that shit
Yeah, that's that shit nigga
Yeah, I know you smell it
(I know you smell it)
I know you smell it, that's that shit nigga
I know you feel it, I know you feel it
I know you feel it that's that shit nigga
I know you hear it, I know you hear it
I know you hear it that's that shit nigga
Is you scared, is you scared, is you scared
Cause that's that shit nigga
I got that shit that's that shit nigga
I keep that shit i own that shit
That's my shit bitch, that's my shit
Uh, fucks wrong with you nigga? Bitch
Get the fuck off