<< That Nigga Ain't Shit! >>
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--- Mystikal
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Nigga you ain't shit
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I woke up this morning dick rock hard
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Had to piss so bad, that shit made me say God Lord!
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Dick harder then a armadello
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So I went in the bathroom and drained the little fellow
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Flush the toilet, washed my hands
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Took off my silk shirt, (whut else) and ? down my pants
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I was rolling to meet this bitch in bout an hour (what you did)
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????? and grabbed and towled and jumped my stankin ass in the shower
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And now i'm feelin better, at least i'm smellin better
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Instead of a combination of pussy and cheddar
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I still smelled like last night's fuck
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So washed my lips, fingertips, but I can't forget to wipe under the nuts
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Blow my nose, wash my toes, then my asshole
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Foggin up the mirrors, ?? all my fuckin clothes
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Ain't that a bitch, i'm already runnin late
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Thinkin I ain't got to do nothin, now I gotta change my outfit
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Stepped to the closet and scanned the wardrobe
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Seen that silk shirt, Tommy, fuck it, i'll wear that Polo though
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Girbauds and Polo socks
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Slipped on the Fila's cause it was too hot to bust the Timbo high tops
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I looked in the mirror one last time for kicks
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Like I really had to check, like I ain't know I was the shit
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Everything was in place
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Pearly whites, brown complextion, daily braids and daily face
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Mirror, mirror, wasup, who's the most stuck up
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??? bitch I just fucked that stankin slut
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Thats the thought for the day
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I'm bouts to cut that hoe (why) she can't fuck anyways
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Now i'm back on my mission
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But before I hit the fuckin front door, gots to hit the kitchen
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Cause all the ? is gettin bigger
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Man, I ain't ate shit (dawg, ain't you hungry)
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dawg, hungrier than three niggas
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Grits and oatmeal, no time to cook though
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Fuck it i'll grab that left-over cold cut combo
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And now the stomachs at ease
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I'm bout the jet, but first grab the beeper, the ring, the ?, and the keys
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And now i'm ready for the street
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Lookin neat, smellin sweet from my teeth to my fuckin feet
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I guees it's part of my job (what job nigga)
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Being colder then cold, smoother then smooth, sharper then sharp
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So if you catch my in the club don't say shit
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Sweatin a nigga like Micheal ?? Tyler don't pay bitch
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Cause I ain't that nigga thats gonna play with ya
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Or stay with ya, but i'll damn sure lay with ya
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Cause i'm that type of nigga to tell a bitch that I love em quick
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Better but not beleive it though (why) cause I ain't bout shit
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That nigga ain't shit
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That nigga ain't bout shit
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That nigga ain't shit
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2x
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That's The Nigga
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Mystikal |