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Mystikal - Here I Go!!
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What you what you gon do What you gon uh What you what you gon do nigga? What you what you want what you gon do nigga Here I go!!! Here I go!!! Here I go!!! Here I go!!! Here I go!!! I, know yall niggaz aint fuckin wit me cuz I cant fuck wit my damn self Here I go!!! I, know yall niggaz aint fuckin wit me cuz I cant fuck wit my damn self Here I go!!! Da man right chea!!! (da man right chea) Da man Da man right chea Mister man right chea! Here I go!!! Here I go!!! Yall muthafukkaz betta get ready to rumble!! Get in da line like a conga Plastic like plumbin Spicy like gumbo Yall muthafukkaz aint ready!!!! Hey to dem boyz Get at dem bitches and cut dey ass As sharp as a machetti Dope I dont, herbs I do, You bitches probably couldnt see me wit a birds eye view Ooh, Its alive, finna make yo head spin Stop walkin da one way to a fukkin dead end Bitch ya yellow, coward-hearted Gotta erase dem boys Get da gas and he can go Get this fukkin fire started Yo heart jump like a base line bump You bad enough to meet the alligator in the swamp Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Da man right chea!! I, know yall niggaz aint fukkin wit me cuz I cant fukk wit my damn self Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, What you muthafuckas know bout rappin? (what you muthafuckas know bout rappin? ) Who put you on the map? (who put you on the fuckin map? ) I, know yall niggaz aint fukkin wit me cuz I cant fukk wit my damn self (my damn self) Here I go!! Da man right chea! (somebody said that you wuz lookin for me!) Here I go! Here I go! Uh, uh, Damn, (somebody said that you was lookin for me) Uh, (uh) Uh, All right (what you be doin, what you be doin? ) Rhyme slayin, Straight, suckaz Im slayin Hoes Im layin Niggaz cant barely stand I got em layin and prayin The man (....? ....) Ask them hoez, I aint playin wit em Wanna get beef, I haveta turn my cheek Cock back like like mad max And knock out one of dem fuckin teeth Im a mean, gene machine The exocutioner, be appeased wit gillotine My lifestyle is rural Ill hit on ya poodle After disaster, have ya sippin on chicken noodle Get ya ass in gear and, Gettin fucked while ya winnin Im the shark in the dark, bitch at night dont go swimmin Cuz if you do you doomed (...? ...) Ill be da king of da looney toons Sweatin and gaspin, Im a massive assasin All this smashin and smashin Kickin ass wit a passion Mystikals on a role Jus that cold (ice cold) Anotha nigga couldnt touch me wit a flagpole Wanna fight iron mike But ya too damn light Like a knife, Ill rip ya from ya ass to ya appetite Gangsta (...? ...) Fuck a (? ) Im the foreign minister Dont brag fast Wanna battle? bring a body bag!! Im gonna need it, to carry yo stupid ass I observe, time to serve Rhymes I heard Like words of king george iii I proceed, to mislead The sweet hoes I cheated Devour like its sour like johnny appleseed I intrude, Hoes call me rude Bitch Im smooth, Whatch ya fuckin attitude Blast from the past Curse like Im mad Im like a black cat On the trail of a fat rat! You finna overdose and choke off these rhymes I wrote (somebody said that you wuz lookin for me!!) Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Here I go! Da man right chea!!! Im comin straight for yo throat, Like a coyote on a goat Nobody know, You sweatin me like a hoe Be no, You hoe Cannot find a antidote Cuz when I start to float Murder he wrote Huff puff and bluff Come touch this rough stuff And get cuffed Snuffed buffed and scuffed You cant hit this Get with this no witness Im bad to da bone, Ill fuck you up with the quickness I paid my dues Im bad news to fools I choose you lose Fuck you fools I wreck boo-coo crews Wit the words I use Im bout to be feelin like zz hill cuz Im screamin and screamin and singin the blues You be (...? ...) I never bled in battle, I refuse to lose You can bring ya whole posse, bitch I still wont lose Ill stomp ya whole staff, You must want a bloodbath, Fuckin riff-raff Break you in half And laugh Then snap and served you I (..? ..) and heard you Think about dem words you heard You fuckin nerd You tried to probably rob me Dodge me Fuckin fightin makin money on my hobby Freezin degrees Run em up, shut em up, buttered em up What up? Wanna fight? bitch, put em up How dat sound? Come get knocked down Bolos I throw bitch you wont last no round I bet lets see What we can fuck wit next Step dat ass in the ring (ding) And imma jab it and jet Cuz I am the baddest black prince of the south If you run up, youll get knocked the fuck out!!! Pound for pound, blow for blow We can go Into the ring Ass whoopin Here I go!!! Here I go!!! Here I go!!! Da man right chea!
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