Fuckin’ You Up D12 (Ft. King Gordy & Young Zee)

[Intro: Bizarre]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, D-Twizzie
We smoke nothing but Kush nigga
I'm high in the sky right now
Fuck your mother
Medical Marijuana
My team is raw
Fuck y'all

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
'87 Maserati, two gold Benz
Bumping "Lodi Dodi", two old friends
Twelve gauge, cocked and loaded
Obama's in office bitch, be glad that you voted
I'm bad news, ridin' on a bad ass cruise
Move down the city slick, here's some bad ass shoes
Smack my bitch, now I'm on YouTube with some bad ass views
Now what the fuck I supposed to do?
Head in a trance, I wanna see you dance
Weed stink, like a rapper from France
Face rotten, Lace socks, cotton
Tie you up, watch you get fucked by Antoine Dodson
And he ain't stoppin', I'm straight Nick coppin'
Old school, white on white Reebok and
Can't tell me shit
'Cause, bitch, I am the shit
And the hard tuna fish
You smell this nasty shit?
Nasty dick, for a nasty bitch (Fuck me in my ass)
Let me do some nasty shit (I wanna fuck D12)
I got a nasty clique (Who's your security guard?)
His name is Nasty Rick (He's cute...) (Fuck him!)
Let me suck on your nasty clit
You just a dirty bitch