smif n wessun - wipe ya mouf lyrics
[steele]
walkin down the street, watchin you, clockin me
could it be because i’m magnetic, yet it gives me a
f-ckin headache
cuz it’s pathetic when n-gg-s jump on ya d-ck and
sweat it
but it gets hectic, when i set it off, by sick jazz
n-gg-s pop stressin
smif-n-wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, i
peeped you
but you don’t know, cuz i rock my rag real low, move
slow
cuz you might get moved on, can’t even get my crews on
without n-gg-s puttin they screws on, sh-t ain’t cool
son
cuz soon one day i feel i’m gonna have to lay somebody
for real
a deal is, but steele is strictly business
so when d-ck riders slide around, i dismiss sh-t
and get wit, boot camp clik, how we flip sh-t
on the regular, forever stay on our own d-ck
[chorus: tek]
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, you twist up ganja
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, you big money spender
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, you no follower
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, for jah rastafari
[tek]
i’m pullin you’re coats to the side of the block,
we’ve all been to
see them on the corner when you’re lookin out ya
window
the d-ck riders, on d-ck riders boulevard
you’se that large, and even got to look hard
you got a couple probably at the crib as we speak
in ninety now, ain’t no woman town for the weak
don’t laugh though, stress’ll make a n-gg- hurt
somethin
precede to get some yard weed cuz the dred is pumpin
and as i approach and greetin by my cuz roach
“what up, ya high -ss n-gg-, yo, you’re sh-ts the
dope!”
and then he just k.i.m., keep it moving, d-mn
and now here comes the d-ck riders screamin “you
da man”
until i turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat
the head d-ck rider said “i know where he live
at”
see that’s what i’m talkin, suckin d-ck while you’re
walkin
now you’se the target of the boot camp stalk kids
[chorus: tek]
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, you no cop blocker
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, for number 1 mama
lick off a shot, you no d-ck rider
lick off a shot, for the rebel winner
[steele]
aiyo haktu (what up son?) you know money over there?
(nah)
the one who wan stare over here like i’m tried scared
me, or maybe check what i wear, see i represent lovely
for my timb tree to my d-i-c-k, every day, all day, we
stay read up
if you ride d-cks, then shut up, keep it movin, cuz
i’m fed up
[tek]
you took the words right out my mouth, st
got n-gg-s ridin we, tryinna suck on these trees
pockets full of lent, hummers browner than sh-t
wanna suck and duck, cuz he’s the neighborhood d-ck
rider, if i was a bag of smoke, would i be chocolate?
it’s smif-n-wessun, keep our d-ck out ya mouth kid
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