Lipton

Yo yo magnificent high score

Master plan the crowd roar

Throw up daily dosage

Get ready for the down pour

Human cannonball matador

Standing next to door

Battle ya'll sound more

Get ready for the round four

Ground war jigsaw bearhug bearclaw

Slimeball crime bosses

You better count your losses

Dark lord divorce court

Hot sauce the pen glide

Then fly Bangkok Chinese Shanghai

Red wine fed time

Bring crime the cake rise

Take mines break spines

Watch for them snake eyes

Break ties shake thighs

Watch how them dollars flow

Scholar's home monotone

Crush 'em on they collarbone

Cyclone you styrofoam

Up against the Wu brand

Big gun to hold it

It's gonna take two hands

Check the newstand

I'm running with the Manual

Flammable animals

Call me a dynamo

Hannibal on elephants

Got you in a stranglehold

Black man legal Gambino and my bangles gold

Hand in the finger bowl

Your face is on my chrome gauge

Strapped with a bomb

Gonna blow you to the Stone Age

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooooh

Ay ay the way she shake it

Ay ay I can't take it

Ay ay the way she take it

Ay ay I can't shake it

Yo ever ready wordplay

Conscious survey

Mountains fall crumble

Impact your chestplate

Heavyweight ankles swing

Therapy Bowflex

Snowman gold kid

Melt you in your vortex

Raw sex vibe

Ultraviolet on the sex drive

Forty five wives

New silent with my tech nines

Respect mine in chalk line

Smash for your drama talk

Backflips somersault

Chopped by the tomahawk

Pop off mozoltov

Stung by the voodoo

Old school new school

Invest like the Jews do

Your broke a** no class

Broadcast on YouTube

Fake boobs handjobs

State troops to damn slobs

Hate you f**k off

Hate you with duck sauce

Feathers get plucked off

When I cough with ink dust

Linked up inked up

Strokes from the paintbrush

Go for your taste buds

Shrooms and I stay buzzed

Music for your forehead

Smashed on your horse face

Wu on the warhead

Crash through your tourgates

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooooh

Ay ay the way she shake it

Ay ay I can't take it

Ay ay the way she take it

Ay ay I can't shake it

Scott knocks is on the ball

Let's rock she love the boss

Oh god she loves the mutt

Jump up and go for my mine

It's so deep you get cross-eyed

Take that heat and roll outside

Black handprints on the wall

Black handprints on the wall

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooooh

Ay ay the way she shake it

Ay ay I can't take it

Ay ay the way she take it

Ay ay I can't shake it

I say I'm pimping b**ches on kneepads

Lipton sipping the tea bag