Whut I’ma Do Now Redman

[Intro: Redman & Dr. Trevis]
(Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo) (C'mon...) Yo!
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
(We be kickin' yo' fat funky ass, on WKYA)
What I'ma do now, huh? (Yow!)
What I'ma do now, huh, huh? (Yow!)
What I'ma do now? It's all fucked up now... (Yo!)

[Verse 1: Redman]
Excuse me muh'fucka, I'm tryin' to get through
When Doc loaded, I'm like a STUD missile
A STUD six-two, I'm huntin' down hoes with
No drawers on and, buttoned down clothes
Don't brownnose just join it
Ecstasy pills, with Buddha Man signs stamped on it
Jam on it, the +Blair Witch+ wouldn't camp on it
I block and shine like suntan ointment (Haha)
You do a dance when the lead is clipped in
Only dude with a bike with air conditionin'
Fuck the Feds your door, Red'll kicked in
So prepare to wear SCUBA gear equipment
I wet it, my tape underground leakage
It hit the air and you'll swear you found Jesus
The man who turned out the Summer Jam
Not with a mic, I brrrrrrrrrrrr, tuck it in (Ah-hah)
The noise keep the helicopter hoverin'
Your boys is dead weight when I muscle in
I need a Hot Girl, a Ryde or Die chick
Mainly a hot chick ridin' Funk Doc dick
Smell it, when the odor airs in
The gorilla shit, hoes in polar bear skin
The chronic stink up the overhead bin
When I, yo (Redman struck again!)