Tech N9ne

[fox69]

"Fuck 'em Girl"

"Fuck 'em Girl"


Its Friday night, just got paid, she’s lookin’ for a little bit of action, captain to get saved.

[Verse 1]
So you go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up tell her you bought a fuck’em
girl dress nuttin’ less-more-than-a thinner-sinner-Chris Dior fitter.

You gotcha hair did or that there wig. Sho a fitter gotcha own sitter for that there kid.
She’s goin’ out to find a thick stout to out her dig, that dress’ fittin’ catcher’s mitten
is out there big.

Your manicured and pedicured up and lookin’ like you wanna, your man’s hittin’ your phone
up say fuck’em if you wanna. Lip gloss is on her blow that mirror a kiss, and if your man
gotcha stressin’ put on your dress and don’t listen and sing.

I can’t wait til I get there, step in the club lookin’ playa playa. Grab your keys and
beat it to the spot where you guess you’ll find you a nigga buyin’ a two for one special,
exceptional sexual healin’ is what your cravin’ your pagin’ you but fuck how he’s feelin’

[Chorus]
Fuck’em girl, fuck’em [Repeat 3X]
It’s your time to get out
No time for thinkin’ of’em
[Repeat 2X]

[Verse 2]
Now this is a story, all about how these chicks get tricked and don’t know how, so I’d
like to take a second and explain to them, how all this craziness evolves out of
relationships, listen…

He never used to hit ya, he always used to treat ya, with some respect and dignity, and
now he wanna beat ya, six months done passed and he’s changed, you never woulda thought
he’d be crazy and deranged, huh

Just the way he approached was so sweet, he let you know you was far away from a
(late night creep), mister telephone man when he what’nt with ya,
Bobby browny and Whitney, you found you a new edition, and

In the beginning it was grinings from the sit down, till he let you know that it was all
on a bitch now, when, after you had you a baby, he wanna start, arguing his excuse to start
sipping the Remy Martin, darkening this relationship

Now every lady grab yo bics if you relate to this, you need ta, get up out those drawls
and put on some lip gloss, throw on a thong, now make your way to the closet and

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2X]

[Verse 3]
Feel like I, was put here for the female species hella listening watching whispering
offerings no fecies when the back is obese we double back and go deeply in her life in her
mind never hate but'll go extra time if need be.

Easy for me to connect so peep me, in the club I take her some place we can talk
discreetly, you're creep free definitely that heats me your body's wop bobba lu bop so hot
baby teach me.

How to get up inside it ride it, chakras are now ignited, that’s a beautiful smile don’t
hide it, getting tech the n9ne exited.

Stress free I bet she so nestle, wanna know how wicked the sex be don’t test me. Drink
your drink eat your cherry and tie the stem this is your world mommy aint said a damn thing
about him.

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2X]

Shake that man he don’t understand ya
You to sexy and he can’t handle the way you move
And whatcha doin’ shake them
Handcuffs up off of you yeah yeah

 

[fox69]

"Fuck Food"
(feat. Lil' Wayne, T-Pain, Krizz Kaliko)

"Fuck Food"
(feat. Lil' Wayne, T-Pain, Krizz Kaliko)



Yeah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Yeah
Yeah-uh
(Can you see?)
Yeah-uh
(She's mine)
Uh-ah-oh-oh
(She's mine)

[Tech N9ne]
Mmm
Yum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue
But for the right one, I’ll spit it out and place her right on
The night’s young, meaning we minus the bright sun
And I’m numb like I’m inside ‘em like white on a ripe bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit’ a fat one
Action-pack wit’ a rack and a little bit of that ‘yac she’s passed on
Got a 36-pack of Magnums, I’m Vlad and I’m back
I’ll put a bitch in a sack and bring her back
And then I gotta go and leave a lash from the passion

(I’m crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies
They don’t give a damn that I’m manic
Even though I’m so shady
Baby girl, but don’t play me
I ain’t tryna have no babies, but baby
You braised in some slavery

Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight, so honey, taunt me
I just wanna bite you and watch you drip out Romanee-Conti
That’s 11 Gs, angel from heaven, she’s
Seven threes, hot egg and cheese for Pain, Tech and Weez

[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby

(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, now put that pussy on my lip and dip
Yeah, let’s make a movie, I’ma flip the script
Yeah, I wax that ass like Q-Tip
Yeah, float in that pussy like a cruise ship
Uh, ’cause I’m a nasty motherfucker
Yeah, I eat that pussy like the last supper
Yeah, I beat that pussy like brass knuckles
Heh, she call me daddy and she scream “Uncle”
Open up and spread, I’m pullin’ her hair, she pullin’ my dreads
I’m breakin’ her off, we breakin’ the bed
Fuck her like a dog, she shakin’ her leg
I’m killin’ it soft, I’m makin’ it red
I’m makin’ her talk, I’m makin’ her beg
I’m makin’ her crawl, I’m makin’ her run
I’m makin’ it numb, I’m makin’ it cum, I am
Young Weezy F. Baby
She wish she could make a copy of my dick and save it
(Ha-ha) Now close your mouth, don’t waste it
I got that fuck food, baby, come taste it
Tunechi!

[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
Spin hat booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Tech N9ne]
When I get my mittens on this kitten
She’ll be bitten, then she missin’
‘Cause she fucked up and let the Tech in
Canceled all of her ex-men
If you think you got it, nigga, say it witcha chest, then
I’m gon’ be your sex friend, rippin’ off her dress, then
Nibblin’ on her neck and I’m makin’ her wet wit’ no question
Yeah, animal magnetism, the sadomasochism
Got way mo’ cash to give ‘em, but they don’t ask, just twist ‘em
I don’t have to give ‘em stacks for me to mash within ‘em
I’m they master, hit ‘em with a lash and a nigga fast to stick ‘em
And I like ‘em all colors, multi-mack can make ‘em all love us
And make ‘em do all of us, and we don’t be trippin’ on it ’cause we all brothers
Y’all slippers, as I be trippin’ over broads, fuck it
The currency, see he keep his cards shuffled
The bitch’ll wanna let her jaws touch us, jaw-crushers
Anybody outside don’t get much news from me
‘Cause I get it in but I keep it on the hush (Who’s the G?)
This rush, you agree, this is stuff dude for fee
But the girls sho’ look like fuck food to me, ay

I don’t know what you feel
I don’t know what you think
I don’t know what you see, my nigga

(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Now you see what I see
The lady’s mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
Now you see what I see (can you see?)
The lady’s mine, mine, (she's mine), mine, mine, (she's mine), mine

 

[fox69]

"Gamer"
(feat. Kutt Calhoun)

"Gamer"
(feat. Kutt Calhoun)



[Intro]
Welcome to G-G-G-Gamer.
The game were either you can be the player, or you can get played.
Caution, if you do enguage and you lose,
this could result in sever heart trauma or distort your way of thinking.
Play Safely... safely... safely.

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
I-I-I am a game-gamer
Play the part major heart breaker brain changer
Take her thoughts make her start they insane anger
Then they can march, hate can spark, names DA-DANGER
You gotta be fine to get in my chamber
Untamed ain't no shame when I bang stranger
But that's a thousand point, one got it, but the thing drained her
And the game hanged her in the strain of a main claimed her.
Now what you gon do different?
Wonder how well the picture went.
The one I saw was twitcher sent
Saw through mommy like Mr.Kent.
Lookin like her kissers were whistlin to get liquor bent
Or wishin for me to sticker in a position to dip I get her hint.
A hundred points she gets cause we connected
Five hundred points for the number that tech direct texted.
Bonus three hundred if she come over and get naked.
But a stinky crevice took her to nothing, girl take the exit.

[Hook - Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a game
She the game
I'm a playa
You not the same
Who to loose
Who to blame
Don't hate the playa
Hate the game
I can be your super lover babe if you just let me in,
baby it ain't hard to play the game but maybe hard to win
Its a rollercoaster ride come on as I give it a spin
Play it right you get an extra man babay!

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Next player she say shes the best slayer
She love when her breasts bare
With hot candlewax that's rare
Six hundred points when she say her and her girl is a sex pair
That'll get you an extra man now we gamin on that there

[Kutt Calhoun]
Baby you doin good stay on it picked up an extra man
The only way to use that bonus is if a sexy friend
equally fine as you may join us to pass the test
to slam fingers in and then out on your own personal message can
Skype is so exciting and virtual
when two tight women ignite in a delightfulness of diking in about five minutes
You might just win it yet
but now your girl lookin up tight with it
lack of participation got your points steadily spiking
And if five hundred points is important
Then let your mind body and souls free
Keep your opponents from trying to score these
Mighty sluttin up with just seconds left on the board
3-2-1 and on to the next ones cause these bore me
Because

[Hook 2]

[Verse 3 - Kutt Calhoun]
Eleven Hundred points mommy looked smelled and taste good
But lost it from tellin it all on facebook
One got a dinner
The other from twitter was usin a fake picture
And in the end werent none of them winners
Till I met this girl from tagged.com
Got to meet me, whip me, and she be freaky deaky
Got the dinner a movie and plus a repeat.
Highest score ever but i broke the broad
Say you came close but no cigar my minds primed.

[Tech N9ne]
Gamin on ya
Even if you got some good head hood said
You keep the pood fed till the woods dead
If you happen to get into bed with me
Then you'll spread quickly and do a medley of ooh and yea's with me
And thats a thousand points if you get that
Dinner is a thousand mo you can get it if you with that
Good conversation can prolly get you diamond knickknacks
But a misshap like bloggin about how I did that, give my shit back!

[Hook - Krizz Kaliko]

Thank you for playing Gamer
Congrats if you are the winner
Sorry and shit if you are a loser
If indeed you failed
Please come again
But remember
Continuous play may cause extreme nausea and often results can be fatal
-Game Over-

 

[fox69]

"Gangsta Shap"

"Gangsta Shap"



Ha
Yo it don't start until i get there
Show them how to gangsta shap
Cause where I'm from
That's where all the gangstas at
And when we come,
Yo We Get To Act In The air
So we go,
Dumb!
If we get to moving to fast
See We Go Stuie-Ewwy
rep From the bay all the way
To Missouri-yury
Back it up on me mama
Look what you do to me-ouwwy
We Do It Wrong Gone
Off Carabou louii-ooey
More then super dooy-ouwwy
Cyea!
One or two beers and your shap is like leaning rock with it
Only you don't lean and snap
You like left side right side hands about chest high
Then you wink at shorty in the corner with the left eye
How you doing
I'm on a little some leaning
Big got nerves got a little trouble breathing (breathing)
Me and my Heathen's about to turn this mother out
Dippin, whip, burn rubber
How gangsta shap?!

Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang

Wait a minunite hold up!
Theres to many chiefs not enough soldiers
For the world wars
Standin On The Front Line Tighten My Toga
I'm a Greek god!
Blood affiliated

Duece Click Street Mob
And I Put This Solely on My Dicky Brown Dickies
Hail To The B Side
Cap Laptivate These Killer City Killins
Nigga You Cant Calculate
Big Clips is Long
Inner City Menaces These Kids Get It On
We Don't Fight No More All We Do Is This
All We Do Is This (bang)
Hitcha Up Right Through Ya Bitch
And That's The Cause For Living In
The Center Where Killers Silly
And Really Wanna Chop At Any Men
Who Feelin They Really Raw
Til Ya Pull The Dark Anennamens
Nobody For You To Call
When Its Through And Solved
Just A Harsh Remembrance
You might've Got Through It All
But Its Too Involved
And Its Very Scary
Its Kinda Pathetic Nobody Is Sympathetic
When Ya Dead And Buried
We Rugged original no puns intended know when to gangsta clap
We Gangstas Mayn We Brang The Trap
Killers Don't Dance We Man G-G-Gang-G-G-G
Gangsta Shap

(chorus)

I remember my school days when
I was a dancer
back when LL and Cool J
was walking with the panther
actually dancing was not
but rap was the answer
but the shally was cool
for the gangsta ta dance to
still here we stand with this dance
that spread like a cancer
cool for the men even the woman
with the baby in pampers
dance is deep and dirty like
the crevice of yo hamper
raisin yo hands up high in this bitch
Cause you amped up
GO
Nike Air Jordan at the bottom, but in the middle was Nautica Pair, lot of erotica there up top I gotta gangsta black doing the gangsta shap nigga thanks for that
and perrion nigga
you don't wanna see me go speedy
bro need to see me flow
never get the shappin up outta me
he better see the dough
we be so cold with it
boy we need some wool mittens
ladies just roll with it
everything is cool kittens
tilt yo head like you got some screws missing
but have that look on ya face like when you say you bullshittin
gangsta shap

 

[fox69]

"Get Blowed"

"Get Blowed"


[Conversation]

[Verse 1]
The definition of blowed
Is indo by the load
Chronic munchies got me on the comode
When I unload lets role
Cloudy outie
Like I'm Maui
Wowwy Zowwy
Sparkers on me homie
This weed is like nocatomi on me
If you want it you can have it be that
Hundred sacks and nut sacks
Plus phat splats from flesh gats
Only hay waistin
We both high
This is game so let me tap into your horny playstation
I'm Techa so I wrecka of course
Happy like I won the super trivecta divorce
Fuck whenever cause I'm HELLA HELLA
Lifted I'm HELLA HELLA
Chronic hella sonic
It's like I take a hit of hydro ponic ironic
Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you
That I'm on canibus ALCOVE
Without a turn of ALTO GROUCHO
Unless I get some biancas to let me give 'em something
To open they MOUTH FOR
BOUNCE YO, fat ass to the rhymes I flow
My beats pound for blocks
From Grand View to Granot
Lets get wicked like mixin liquor like dark rum and gin
Faded fuckin on the only pile of twiny twin twin

[Chorus 2x]
Lets get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all lets get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

[Verse 2]
Lets role to a spot
Where cops don't flock
We can all get out sex and smoke pot
Talk of bendin the reefa
You can leave it wit beaver
Cause I'd rather be fuckin smokin Hawiian setiva
Comprende?
Even numbers in L.A hellacious
Bags ya bud when you go grecious gracias senior
This is bomb C4 me gone
If the bud is fire say "Yes Simon"
On that one-fifty-one rum liquor
And plus that lime green sticky shit B's a kicker
It makes me wanna ROLE BUD, ROLE BUD
And fuck a bitch wit NO RUB, NO RUB
Siked ya
When it sikes ya hype ya pipe to lighter
Might ignite a snipe to swipe a viper
Only when you dippin is wet
But the only wet I'm dippin in is vagina if it don't smell like salmon
Crockets I'm in the zone passed gone
Be actress if ya comin bring ya silly ass on
Lash on
Leave Mitch behind
He's pissed at mine
Cause I'm nice
Plus I am cold as ice

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
You hoes tokin buts
Cho's chokin nut
So go soke in ya pity you mo smokin slut
Greed another devious seed
Nigga role nigga don't you know
I stick many on cause pussy stampede
It's who dis
Packin poison mistic dick
For you no good freaky a trick bitch to get wit
Got peak, and the dick, no the bitch don't really wanna give me none
That's cool, punk bitch
That's why you minimum wage and bitch stuck at Cinabun
Who this twisted "click" in you face in your face muthafucka
Youz a sucka if you touch us we brothers
We straight ruckus wit Nina
Nigga we bout to get blowed
And role to a spot wit plots to fuck hoes

[Chorus 2x]

[ad lib until the end...]

 

[fox69]

"Get The Fuck Outta Here"
(feat. Paul Wall, The Popper)

"Get The Fuck Outta Here"
(feat. Paul Wall, The Popper)



Get the fuck outta here (Nine)
Get the fuck outta here (Popper)
Get the fuck outta here (Wall)
Get the fuck outta here (Yeah)

[Tech N9ne - Verse 1]
I'ma spitter,
You other cats beyond litter
Thats probly why you jus penny pushin and
im bigger, so you hate on me cuz you like paper and im gritter,
wit 2 biancas up on my arms like John Ritter,
My goodness is they talking shit again?
When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen, haters keep witishin,
i'ma take a lost but im finishin,
Killer but skriller jus like Percy Miller no limits then.

I aim for digits,100 percent of my people came to get it, he used to be bigger but then became
a midgit, tookin out the game livin lame and liviage, so we gotta hate on the next man cuz he
aint got the money, we left him at the bottom now he's a x-tech fan, get the fuck outta my face
im willin it's not a mistake you gotta be hot like me sittin here watchin me expand.

You take falls I take her and take drawls, they give you the wait stall, they give me the mate
call (ooooh baby), you yay tall, loves is me but hates yall,
thats why ima take all, with pop in the greatwall.

[Chorus]
If fraud is what ya sellin
Get the fuck outta here
when they lie you got to tell them
Get the fuck outta here
If they steppin up to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You aint got to go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here

[Popper - Verse 2]
I stay in the zone like 28's in a baggie, a veterin stands here rookie niggaz adies (yes sir)
Grab these shove your middle fingers in the sky,
tell it like it is when I rap so yeah I identify, start from the ground foumulated enterprise,
Get outta here before you get punished and pentlize

I been advized to stay in dis lane hommie, I swear when I rap I say its not a thang for me,
im icy im shinin although I aint got no chain on me, even when im inside of dis booth I keep my
thang on me, and when it rains on me I dont complain hommie, eleminate the probs so I don have
to strain hommie I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me, rappers aint got the
balls or the God the place they aims on me,
Get the fuck outta here tellem waul told ya,
Its a done deal to everyone of you soft soulja's.

[Chorus]

[Paul Wall - Verse 3]
I do this for my partners standin out there on da block,
And I do this for them haters on da
side line that not dispite what dey be sayin I jus cant seem to stop gettin dis guap I got
alot partner im almost to the top, I gotta a and cop a new watch a fresh grillz and new
clothes, im tryina comeback candy load sideways on fo's I gotta get that bread and trow money
over these ho's, cuz my friends be tellin these ho's harsh words leaves to blows, they mad at me
cuz im da shit while they jus shittin, and I get up off my ass whle they jus sittin they upset
cuz im getting bread while jus layin in bed even though I started at the bottom ima 100 miles
ahead they still be talkin bad on me tryin to scandle my name cuz im the main man but they
washed up down the drain they hate cuz they hate but please dont make no mistake yeah they not
me they cant stop me cuz im paul waul the great baby.

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Get Ya Head Right"

"Get Ya Head Right"



It's been long day bussin' watchin' my songs pay
After the show I'm tryna kick it the King Kong way
Caribou Lou and got the music machine on play
All I need is a chick to suck on my ding dong, hey

Get my head right, it's incredible how they make it so edible
Got me stiff like a lead pipe, man
These cites are full of coochies and titties
I'm super coo coo for kitties
I'm 'bout ta shoot you wit gizzy so pretty

Hella thizzy yo' beezy, like to creep with Tech Neezy
She get giddy when she see me, really hope she ate Wheaties
I will not take it easy, rip you out off your Bebe or BCBG
When lettin' Floetry ease we

I'm smellin' like Luciano Saprani you can only get it at Nordstrom
If you chumps can afford some
Spray it on lightly and wallah, all of the whores come
Work it Felicia O, until you end up wit a sore thumb

Baby, can't you see?
I can get yo' head right, leave it up to me
Let me get yo' head right, ready 1, 2, 3
I can get yo' head right, I'm the best it be
I can get yo' head right, eh night

I can make you feel like, real nice
All up in yo' bed like, next to me
Watch me get yo' head right, come with me
I can get yo' head right

Let me fuck wit ya mentals a lil', get in ya dentures
Ma roll up this back wood sweet pour a lil' Remy I
(Know we behind tint)
Maybe we can do some things, you say ya head is on right
(Then show me the brain)

Just let E run through you then take a toke of this purple
And in a minute watch how D gon' do you
You and you girlfriend said it ya self
Why grab out the bottom of the pile
When you can go get top shelf

Ain't nothin' like it got ya feelin' the mood
I done showed you enough right about now
You should be feelin' ya dude, oh so you hyphy
Now and willin' ta do, what you said you wasn't but it's too late

I got my drillin' ya tooth
Right after that I'm gon' be killin' the booth
Tellin' my niggas how hard ya go
I ain't even the star of the show

This shit is crazy when ya spread right, four, five
Six, bitches every night to get ya head right

I took a flight from Boston, it was awesome
Boss head, boss bread, when I tossed her
Open mouth, closed legs, no abortions
They like to please the god, so I don't force 'em

Bob and weave like you boxin', baby, fuck the law
I'ma give you Johnny Cochran, baby
But you ain't my lady, this is just a good time
Soon as I bust mine, I'ma tell ya good night

Or good day but that's only in a good way
Get good brain from Tuesday to Tuesday
That's seven days a week, I'm gon' skeet
If I call at 6:30, she gon' play like she ain't sleep

Wide awake or should I say wide awoke
I stick my dick in her throat, whatever gon' float her boat
But, one's trash is another man's treasure
So if you gonna wife her than homey, you can get her 'cause

Baby, can't you see?
I can get yo' head right, leave it up to me
Let me get yo' head right, ready 1, 2, 3
I can get yo' head right, I'm the best it be
I can get yo' head right, eh night

I can make you feel like, real nice
All up in yo' bed like, next to me
Watch me get yo' head right, come with me
I can get yo' head right

 

[fox69]

"Ghetto Love"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko, Kutt Calhoun)

"Ghetto Love"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko, Kutt Calhoun)



[Chorus x2:]
I'm talkin 'bout ghetto love,
Girl dont keep me waitin for that
Ghetto love! talk bout misbehaving.
Because when I get you home in the sack and when I give it to you,
Give it back give it back give it back give it back give it back naked ass

[Krizz Kaliko]
Im talkin bout socks on, socks off, get my rocks off. big old back end, wax on wax off.
You can have it however you like, thin or go bad make it sure the cookie monster is tight.
Ginseng make ya swing from the chandelier , I know I sing but its a real man standin here.
Now that I think cackle
Lay on your back girl, ill have you thinkin im the king of the world!
When I put my thing in ya girl!
Im pullin micro-braids and weaves out, blowin backs and knees out,
Have ya screaming kali baby after that your knees out.
predator lookin for a black and decker pecker wrecker
Better than bed and head and make me wish I never left her.
Hey! dont tell your girl friend how I beat it up and your man;
He so cold to ya and I heat it up.
Let go your inhibitions, reservations: swallow them.
Get some ghetto-ness give it to you at your mom and dems.

[Chorus x2]

[Kutt Calhoun]
Have you ever all witnessed the "just been hit with a dick" stature?
From a nigga like me who licks it then hits in it after.
(ohh) in your cervix servin you some of this summer salami,
Work up a sweat from passionate sex like performing palates.
Ghetto! im lex-er than steel when it comes to real sex in the pill,
No step in this fill if you scared of catchin a di-lzn-ick.
Real spit, or do you prefer lil' dick?
She said "no I likes it nice and hard to bring the real shit"
And ill be commin (commin) from around a corner with a box of magnums to put it on ya.
Backpack and newports with third patron ya never hear kutt calhouns a loner.
Im not sincere, not me from the bottom of a bad mother fucker named sascha fears
Drink (drink) your kool-aid with a booty naked aint nothin but some mother fuckin sex in here.
(I) beat the koochie, (I) treat the koochie, (I) never heard a bitch call me a pussy,
(WHY) aint seducing shutem up quick, makem cover up dick like shes a hoe.
Tellm kutt just what you like little mommy and we can settle up,
We'll have you twitchin, feinding, and constantly thinkin bout my ghe-bout-bout my

[Chorus x2]

[Tech N9ne on the hook]
I want you to pop it and dip then upswing your hips, back it up and dont trip,
Let your back bone slip, spin around get a grip, of the pole and then flip,
Baby thats the way you strip, heres your tip, not on the lips

[Tech N9ne]
(hey hey) the ghetto be missin me, I had an epiphany,
I need some ghetto lovin so I get what their diggin me,
They sniffin and kissin me, "wanna split with me? all in favor say yes,
Is you is or is you aint my constituency?"
Heimlich, all over tech n9ne dick, imma bark and grind this,
"do you know your beautiful and your fine miss?
And you two you three find this, well we never be minded,
I love big behinds, call me your highndness,
"hey mister mercatroy I love when your workin;
You're twerkin that ghetto booty even makin suburban boys,
Make alot of suburban noise, got money in my pocket like im a turban boy."
So after your koochie crusade, you know she ghetto if she come and bring you kool-aid (ohhh yeahh)

[Chorus x2]

I'm talkin about pole slidin, lap dance ridin,
Do something strange for some change if your buying,
But big strippers make big tippers, show no thankful for all their booty you give us.
For just a drink or two, she'll make and wink at you.
Drain your change till she think you're through,
The ohh she gotcha booty bopper, oochie wobbble watch ya while she callin you poppa.
The urge to push to thrust I mean to shove takes you back to the ghetto, for some...(ghetto love....)

 

[fox69]

"Girl Crazy "Crazy Love""

"Girl Crazy "Crazy Love""


To all the girls that I loved before
I only wanna love ya more
I know it sounds shady, lady

[chorus:]
Girl crazy
I know nobody can save me,
From spreadin my crazy love
I'm dippin out with your lady,
To give her some crazy love
Ain't trynna have no more babies
So come for my crazy love
Enough to make her go crazy
Cuz I'm all about crazy love

I was born Aaron Dantes Yates
Now This song for Aaron Dantes mates, wait
IF you ever been with me
Had some sex or even kissed me,
Spend some years with me or even a quickie, trip thee
Way I handle the beast In me the peace in me and equally I chief to say the least women are weaker then me
Since I was a little fella, witta me a female-a issabella,
What the hell not 1 but its more like12 let me tell ya
Hella Bitches love me once then love me again,
While ya lovin me I'm lovin your friend, ya'll just lovin the sin,
And all that tech time you lovin to spend, but I ain't tryna be no husband again
Look at all this mug that I'm in,
And all this dirt that I do and this hurt put on you its true
Worse them pepe la pue what it do
To my ladies I remember the message I sent to ya I know ya think I'm a friend to ya but I'm tryna put it up into ya

[chorus]

A challenge a ghetto my uncle explained it to me, What
Kick it with bitches the picture that he painted for me
Now that I'm a G I'm bout to go in to depth got low when I crept
What a bitch you niggaz ain't no when I slept (with who)
Sanya Tanya Vanya big booty Sandra Wanda Landa Ronda Manya V-neck and Anya
Ain't just to fill the pound between us
Kiss the crown of my wiener
Once you lay down then you're stuck with the killer clown the Nina
Witness my sickness this itches for the bitches with the quickness
Kisses for misses is cliquish suspicious that I hit this
What they really don't know I had the most ludacris fling with this girl
I think the female is really the most beatifulest thing in this world
They take off their shirt take off their bra
Then let you take off their skirt and panties keep a nigger in awe
In between im such a freedom is lovin monster sex
For them to let you inside them is a fucken compliment

[chorus]

The Homie for true he's sick
Cuz he choose these chicks
On the road I let them SUT MIN PIK
They telling me I show my wife no fidelity and lost it
Literally my way with women has costed considerably
Bitter is he who loved then lost with the grudge and cross the moss
In the land where the word lost is boss
So we quest for love and flings with the finest the life can bring to ya
True you two have a thing but it'll never ever be singular
Guess you can say it's the angel in me
That got these bitches havin dreams of mangling me
(I know it hurt and sucks for women when they let me thrust within them )
Why do they lay with the snake
(but cant there stop there lust for venom
But you will not forgive me baby you gots to admit we crazy)
Cuz you bring me your light and im just so ditz and hazy
My heart is massive but they want my dick
Bitch you aint never felt no shit like this so give me a kiss

[chorus]

Ooo way ya oo way ya heeeeyy ya
Ooo way ya oo way ya heey way ya

 

[fox69]

"Give It All"
(feat. Audio Push & Krizz Kaliko)

"Give It All"
(feat. Audio Push & Krizz Kaliko)



[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Yep, I'm the one ya heard
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted look like he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must bode the check
It's never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a battle
Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'm a murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the durka
First to, insert the work inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
Squirt ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, this is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Pricetag:]
Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex rhymes
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team

[Verse 3 - Oktane:]
Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit
I make change where I see fit
I don't play like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss every goal you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
Molly's for pussies

[Hook]

[Verse 4 - Tech N9ne:]
Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you
Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security level let Allahu Akbar through