Pussy nigga whaExplaint you doin' (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) The way you move your sexy groove I've got my mind all over you (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) You say you were so sick of it I'm tired of jackin' off cause you ain't there 65 Cevrolet Ipala peachy cream Cruisin' down the street like two fingers Cause the ivory is clean Talkin' 'bout meetin' at the MC room On the inside of the ship Not a honey dip to hunt on Cause she mobile than a grip Or the Blue Man Group Caught out on the Vegas Strip Tell em' a good game, juju pimpin' Give em' to my nigga Dime Legit Boss lips, legs, arms, necks Hip dips, hair net, mo' stretch It's a camel toe and thats fo' sho My brain is on one track Like Mary Mary toss for crackle like a rock star does for smack None of that but the female genatalia's where it's at I'm a man and I demand a WO-man for that act Personal preference cause I use the law of nature as a reference No I don't ever recall seein' a man turn up pregnant But that's just me From them female fantasies frolic freely In my cock pit, every 30 some seconds I can't stop it (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) The way you move your sexy groove I've got my mind all over you (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) You say you were so sick of it I'm tired of jackin' off cause you ain't there Killer Kill from Adamsville and in a Bonneville I chill Heffers call me Black-N-Decker, I don't screw them hoes I drill I've been cuttin' cute lil' coochies since before the record deal Catch me daydreamin' 'bout them, thick, medium, or slim Doctors call the thing vagina, in the hood we call it trim White boys call it snatch, Puerto Ricans call it chocha Nathaniel likes his white, I like mine dark as cola It's the first thing on my mind in the morn' when I roll over All men young or old in the end it's what we after Even my grandpappy's happy, he got prescribed Viagra Grandaddy, grandaddy what's happenin' What's up, what's up this me Hey let me get about three of them blue diamonds I promise I got you tomorrow (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) The way you move your sexy groove I've got my mind all over you (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) You say you were so sick of it I'm tired of jackin' off cause you ain't there When I drill, I don't spill, even if she's on the pill Keep my weapon covered, concealed, and in a shield Cause I don't need that A.I.D.S A D. and an A. missin' out my Adidas PLUS, We don't need no DNA mixin' between us We just need to keep this thing friendly and hush hush On the down low, like R. Kelly and youngsters But over eighteen only cause baby I'm no perv From the tour bus to the lobby, elevator to the room We can jump each others bones but there's no jumpin' brooms Buffoon you are too consumed in the womb It is too early for you to jump the broom, BOOM (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) The way you move your sexy groove I've got my mind all over you (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) You say you were so sick of it I'm tired of jackin' off cause you ain't there

[Chorus:] Hut one, Hut two two Ready set go Make these niggas get right Or get low Hut one, hut two two Ready set go Make these niggas get right Or get low Get low, get low or get right right Holla kill kill for da nigga Big Mike Big Mike Get low get low or get right right Holla kill kill for da nigga Big Mike Big Mike [Killer Mike - Verse 1:] I know these streets bout tired of this weak shit, ya style been ran thru like a freak bitch. Da pussy club got ya angered wit ya frequent. Ed hard hard ass nigga and ya sequence, might as well shop at victoria secret have em gift warp you some "I love Pink" shit. Rap due and yall niggas deliquent, ya better find anotha nigga to link wit, cause da nigga you link wit is a lie fool, I used to bully dat monkey nigga in high school. Sit at da lunch table, steal and eat his damn food. da pretty girls, dey say, Michael a damn fool. I get my work on, and get my flirt on. I say fuck em he a pussy put a skirt on em. I said fuck em he a pussy put a skirt on em. [Chorus] [Killer Mike - Verse 2:] Im da prada, of da age of narcotta, da kings on dope like da pill you swallow. Down by law I lead dont follow. Grind time, grand hustilin for gualla. I remain in the game to break lames off, some of dem sensitive and some too soft. Da hood been forced to fuck wit yall by default. But now da truth here da bullshit cuts off. This is real homie, no fake, no filler, 100 percent grade A killer. Somethin like da bitch that I keep in Villa Rica, but Ima be quiet cause dey might Mike Vick ya, might catch Mike wit a light Mike Vicka. Some purple kush that'll get me high like a missle. Smokin one deep cause I dont fuck wit cha, sincerely from da hustle and grind time official. [T.I.:] Lets go lets go Grand hustle Money on our mind and we aint goin down sucka. And Grind time, Hut two and Grand Hustle, send em here got em here look at da king bankhead sucka. [Chorus] [T.I.:] Zone 1 thru zone 4, nigga zone 6 as well homeboy you know whats happenin. Yeah, yeah da niggas who been 'posed to been runnin dis shit done started runnin da shit. Patna, ya understand? Muh fucka aint nothin you gone do about it homes. Ya betta muh fuckin keep ya lunch money in ya got damn wastebasket nigga

"A" is for "Apple" "B" is for "Balloons" "C" is for "Crayons" "D" is for "Drum" Like my scrotum here it is in a nutshell 1972 That's the year I got here when my dear mother's water blew Not really realizing the prize that's been begot to her The bona fide lo-fi high-octane philosopher Genius with a penis the few the proud the me I liked me so much I had to buy the company Soul for sale sold to Satan for a hell of a lotta luck I'm hard to come by like a straight guy working at Starbucks Thank the thinkers that think they thunk the thoughts that theorized Idolized or despised bet I'm gettin' recognized Mount Rushmore no ignore it can't rock with no big head Half of the people want me half of the people want me dead I am the Angel of Def with my rhymes against humanity Teeter-tottering between brilliance and insanity The one part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope Conclusions you drew proportions you blew Lost son of Iggy? False bigger nose than Ziggy? True Yes my name is Jimmy Pop no my pop's name is Dick Don't admit to kick it slick you thick derelict critic Put down for missed notes put up with misquotes Don't want the whole story? Should have bought the Cliff Notes Like Fingerpainting 101 give me no credit for having class One thumb on the pulse of the nation one thumb in your girlfriend's ass Written on written off scoff callin' me a joke I don't think that I'm a sell-out but I do "Enjoy Coke!" I struck gold but never took it for granted that's how I planned it so can it Around the planet fans demand it and you'll never understand it When I die no lie plan on mass pandemonium They may display my brain in a pickle jar at the Smithsonian The one part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope The inevitable return of the Great White Dope Great White Dope Great White Dope Great White Dope Great White Dope Great White Dope Great White Dope