(Precise) Man, them niggas can't f**k with you, man, f**k them niggas man! (Mystikal) I know, I, I, I know I know y'all niggaz can't f**k with me cause I can't F**k with my damn self I know, I know y'all niggaz can't f**k with me I I know y'all niggaz... Ungh, got-damn it took a nigga Thirteen motherf**king years through this shit Bruh, I been rappin since La-Di-Da-Di some f**king where I know y'all niggaz I know y'all niggaz I know y'all niggaz Aw shit, it's on nigga Chorus: I'm still not that nigga to f**k with buster, bad for your ho health I know y'all niggaz can't f**k with me cause I can't f**k with my damn self When Mystikal hits the door (door closing sound) See can't nobody fly, through the swamp and bayou, like I do I know y'all niggaz can't f**k with me and they can't but they try to Some niggaz just need to be warned It's gonna be harder to get it up on a my own Nigga go ring the alarm Matter fact better know what it take For the back of your head to hit that grass Let' s get this straight from the jump I ain't playing with your bitch ass These outside niggaz that run to the mic better come clean F**kin with that Saudi Arabian Desert Storm veteran 12th ward offspring I'm runnin these niggaz to the jets To the hills, to the back of the tracks A-A-ask them hos, did I do that? I'm coming boisterous with 5 million switches I'm the man with single and double and triple And four five six time them bitches I'm the nigga with the go head, f**kin your bitch up in your bed Standin 5 foot 'leven dick crooked like a roach leg Much bone and I don't fail a test Little nigga f**k hos both sides of the river I can't be f**ked with, you can't touch this better grab hold Bitch I'm so cold I'm like a 24 year-old north pole! Give a f**k about these raggly ass hoes Grippin my nuts as I strut in my baggy ass Girbauds Makin em stop, (bigidabounce) pause, Like Jubilee All I'm harder than a nigga watchin' Janet Jackson in draws! But if ya catch me on the tv, or the radio spell it M-Y-S-T-I-K-A-L y'all ain't ready though! Chorus 2x (Precise) So Mystikal, in your own words could you explain your style? I gotta get a rhyme that can tumble through the air like a Rambo spear See y'all can stop lookin at another nigga Face cause bitch the man right here You nigga didn't think that I could swing mine Bitch I'm doing bad and saying rhymes at the same time (I ain't lying) Talking behind my back don't make me no nevermind Cause all you can say is I'm smarter than Einstein I'm fire like Cayenne! You'll never catch me cause I'm swift as a hyena Gimme the chance I'll rock the lakefront arena Like Teena Marie be rockin Tipitina's (damn Gina) Tall dark strong long and lean ain't nobody comin cleaner It's all in the way I lay my game down Watch me swing with the gillotine rollin round nigga town But everybody think these niggaz be wantin me To prove that I'm the man Bitch I'm colder than a freezer, cooler than a fan I got no love for no b-i-e-otch Matter fact's been that way since I was wearin osh kosh b'gosh But yet y'all steadily trying to squab bout me When I come in this door the only thing y'all can do is talk about me Better get some business about yourself that's what you better do Matter fact I'm a tell you mother f**kers three things I'm a never do One: never gonna change my style Two: never gonna bounce, three: never gonna bow I'm gettin tired of being sick and tired Nigga you got a problem with me gettin' high Suck big dick and die Same rhyme phrase get me paid, they can't fade The tan shade man with the braids Bitches peep as I creep through the 12th ward I done offended these niggaz compare me To niggaz that gotta practice looking hard Bitch-a won't leave me alone I'm not that Thug and I'm not that Ruggish but I do pack Bone Black prince of the south that's my title Bitch I'm whoo chka ckha oooooww! bad like Michael I'm throwin rhymes at a steady flow (Inhaling) whoo there they go y'all niggaz ain't ready yo Chorus Bitch I pimp hos instead of an army petty shit it don't harm me Bitch I'm entertaining like Cedric and I'm mac like Bernie I'm black like Menace and I'm g like Slimm I'm Sporty like T and I'm smooth like Tim I can click just like the boot camp but I'm conscious like daughter Bitch I'm insane but um, you still be wantin To claim that I'm your partner I'm Down just like Bust plus I'm Ice just like Mike And I'm the living lyrical miracle I'm just ice like precise I'm the invisible man you blind you can't see shit Picture I got more bitches on my dick than bitches at FREAKNIK

Whaaa, wassup nigga? This for my niggas in them big trucks This for all my niggas in them SUV's, you heard me? This for my big truck drivers, look nigga blow yo' big truck horn You still could see me in my big truck boy Smilin' like a lil' kid when I sped the corner with my brand new toy I got a bark in they call, talkin' 'bout They wishin' I'd would've came out the garage But, I guess that's too bad 'Cause your truck used to be the shit until they saw my pad Strobe lights flash, solar baric, boom boom Big feet ten runnin' while they, vroom vroom Another SUV can't do nothin' wit' me I'm 23's so 22's ain't fuckin' with me Car so big it make it hard to turn the wheel I can't watch the TV's from the sturrin' wheel Shit, plush stronger than the buckskin' ceilin' Chocolate tan interior really big truck grill Yeah, that's how you do that there Got bling and bass, everythin' clean but the ash-tray I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray Dark lights with brights, the dark windows With the pistols in the hot spots fuckin' well right So when you bitches try to act hype I get the gat get the gat 'cause niggas don't fight When you get to Ruben 2, then make a right at the light And you might catch my rims will-millin' 'round night light I played a Jag' 'round rags And now excursion and escalade 'round upscale The Range Rover's don't even get gools 'Til it's time for rhythm city or either house of blues My niggas wit' me at your seat to pick my friends up My brother 'Rice in a mother-fucking Benz' truck Fresh light don't need no buffin' Just call a homie where I'm at, west coast custom Put it on a trailer and ain't no rushin' 'Cause when I get it back y'all 'round can't touch it I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray Ain't no slack in my Mack, rollin' slow the windows down They recognize me so you know how they act Cuttin' up, fallin' out, tryin' to flirt and get nasty Raisin' shirt, showin' titties, talkin' 'bout autohgraphs I try my best to keep my fans happy I sign my name I grab the nipple they pull off and start laughin' Then it's back through the hood, tryin' to find somethin' good And after that I'm on my way back to good I knew that I'm on course at all time And I love grindin' like alcoholics love sweet creamy and wine 2002 and you dodgin' me now Big truck gonna come up ain't no holdin' us down Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic My black big truck half match my big truck jacket Do shows and get paid when I travel stay busy it be gone Now this a big truck driver I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray I'm a big truck driver, I'm a big truck driver This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray