Laughing Stock Kutt Calhoun (Ft. Craig Smith)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This song's the definition of turned up!
The dance floor's about to be burned up!
Laughin' on 'em with [Craig Smith:] Mr. Smith
Kutty Cal let 'em have it man

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
I felt that is was very, completely necessary
For me to get to addressing these niggas in a hurry
They woofing like they scary, but they pussier than fairies
But they sweeter than Ben & Jerry's, I'd hate to bust your cherry
But I don't really carey, my ego's in the airy
So if you feeling lucky, step to me and I will bury
You in the cemetary, for thinking that you're sharing
Existence with a real nigga you should all be wary
I'm touring like the Beatles, winning everywhere that we go
There's a woman in every state that will suck on my libido
The hood is all my peoples, so I'm never incognito
I got money, I got hoes like as tall as a cathedral
You think I'm blowing smokey, you niggas would of told me
If you knew another redder representer from the "show me"
KC is my dominion, and this is my opinion
I don't need a clarification listen to what come in it go

[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun]
Money, naked women, HOES!
Crilla's full of CLOTHES!
Laughing on 'em like
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
We got Phantoms, Bentleys, Maybachs, Rolls
They that SLOW!
We be laughing on 'em like
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha