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mystikal
Artist: mystikal
Song: that's that shit
Album: Tarantula
Year: 2001
Shit Shit That's That Shit [1. (1x)] Mystikal That's the reason the bitches be trying to get the worm out the zipper That's the reason niggas gon' have to learn that I'm the ripper I scrape up crumbs and turn 'em into nickels Then bounce 'em into dimes then I turn 'em into flippers I can't do my rhymes like you do yo rhymes cause it isn't You can't make your shit try to sound like mine cause it isn't I run right at the top of the line, get your mind right nigga The man with the braids in his hair, two tounged live nigga Murder was the case cause I shine at night nigga Let him fire nigga, I ride with five niggas Live from the west, bring it back home Ducked off in the Bonneville, blowing up the zone Hundred miles per hour in the wind and I'm gone Roamin', cutting up on my cell phone Watch them jails find the twenty inch wheels twirls Take a picture, feet stickin' like scotch tape bitch I swear to God I'll fuck over yay yay Hoes hatin' in the back, fuck 'em girl I stand up like a pit, swingin' my big dick Have you sitting on your porch, gettin' pushed in your rocking chair [1.] That's That, That's That (How should I put it?) That's That, That's That ewwww That's That Shit [2x's] That's That, That's That (Watch it sucka, muthafucka!) I'm tearing down the fuckin' building and the blue prints, any sign of I come in to put my two cents on a two inch intrudence Come your ass down here and ask them who the fool is Raise your hand and talk to the teacher, no, students, students I like to sing a about the boota and the tooters Smoke the purple bubble gum, merge crazy blue vooda Ya'll past tense, I'm the black prince ruler Sharp shooter, chopatula to talula Point blank bitch, gone, gone Hi, my name is, Mystikal Full blast turning up the water all the way on I handle my business, deliver my lyrics ever since I hit the door When I come around in this muthafucka your arms fall off You can't touch me, your jaw break, you can't say nothing Fuck around and let my second wind kick in I better be makin' it sound like the booty that the dick went in Bitch! [1.(2x's)] That's That, That's That shit bitch That's That, That's That Shit thats that, thats that watch it sucka muthafucka! thats that shit that's that thats that thats that thats that watch it sucka muthafucka! thats that thats that ewwww thats that shit that's that that's that
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