[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Had a shindig everybody in mi casa
When I was approached by a lady trying to blend me proper
When she asked if I really was the king of the choppers
Bitch, I'm Mufasa
[Chorus: Brandoshis]
Let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
'Cause I see you choosing
You know I hold it down
Even though I came a long way from the blocks
Still wave my finger to the cops
I see you like what I got
So let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
I see you choosing
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Ayy
With this bimbo, hit this indo
Said she wanna give me hella vicious then go
'Bout to make the music crescendo
So don't nobody hear me knock it out with the quickness Kimbo
So I had to get the bitch's info
The top was mental, lovely ladies suck it, stay silento
Resemble monkey wrench though
I don't need your credentials
We men though
Leave you in light and leave you in limbo
She chose
N9ne I'm impossible to figure and decode
She wanna really welcome me to the freak show
She fuck with the homies, Sav Siccness and Bleezo
She said that both of my homies they gave her the heave ho
But she ain't never had me killin' it befo'
So I gave her the meat and it was more than Rodigo
She coming to every blur party we throw
(Tim Tebow)
Fakers be oozing illusions
They said they banging; but they moving and grooving
That's why the ladies want the dude with the fusion
Of indica oil and Keith who'd'n and coolin'
Stuffed and puffed like a Cuban
You trippin', she left with us
You get bruised and contusions
Used and abused and fooled
'Cause Tecca N9na, she choosin'
Had a shindig everybody in mi casa
When I was approached by a lady trying to blend me proper
When she asked if I really was the king of the choppers
Bitch, I'm Mufasa
[Chorus: Brandoshis]
Let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
'Cause I see you choosing
You know I hold it down
Even though I came a long way from the blocks
Still wave my finger to the cops
I see you like what I got
So let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
I see you choosing
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Ayy
With this bimbo, hit this indo
Said she wanna give me hella vicious then go
'Bout to make the music crescendo
So don't nobody hear me knock it out with the quickness Kimbo
So I had to get the bitch's info
The top was mental, lovely ladies suck it, stay silento
Resemble monkey wrench though
I don't need your credentials
We men though
Leave you in light and leave you in limbo
She chose
N9ne I'm impossible to figure and decode
She wanna really welcome me to the freak show
She fuck with the homies, Sav Siccness and Bleezo
She said that both of my homies they gave her the heave ho
But she ain't never had me killin' it befo'
So I gave her the meat and it was more than Rodigo
She coming to every blur party we throw
(Tim Tebow)
Fakers be oozing illusions
They said they banging; but they moving and grooving
That's why the ladies want the dude with the fusion
Of indica oil and Keith who'd'n and coolin'
Stuffed and puffed like a Cuban
You trippin', she left with us
You get bruised and contusions
Used and abused and fooled
'Cause Tecca N9na, she choosin'
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