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The Beatnuts
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Yo Kurt Yayo on the motherfuckin' mix Aight Yo Beatnuts, Willie Stubz I'm like Conan, dusted in a Cadillac Bohan Makin' an assault, every day type program Aggravate the party a little Leave the whole place bullet riddled Hardcore to the middle Big Juice, I go less than scribble My nigga Willie Stubz pull out, leave the rap game crippled Beatnuts forever die hard, you know the motto Shut the hell up then, and buy another bottle Get the party started correct Leave the whole place breakin' they neck It's Beatnuts, what you expect? Like doo-doo-doo, and all that shit Summer splash hit, Beatnuts with a smash hit Party We gonna have a orgy After the party We gonna have a orgy Beatnuts, a.k.a. the track monsters Sit at the table like fat mobsters We bang operas that make you jump like grasshoppers We blast coppers (Blaow), tryna shut down the crass rosters We stack pasta, like bank robbers It's the real three, Jew Less and Will Lee Straight from the Q-U-double E Ennis, once again it's the menace To society, your ho keeps eyein' me, buyin' me drinks Like she wants me to do her grand opening I'm hoping she's a pit fighter Imagining Big Syke inside her Banging it out, like a rhinosaurus Yo, who got the trees? I want a lighter forest Who wan' test? Let's get left in a mess Take this to the head, fuck the vest Tryna duck less, screamin' for your grandmother Hook up on you like "I know what you did last summer" Party We gonna have a orgy After the party We gonna have a orgy Everybody I tear it up when I hit it up like Hurricane Stubbs Keep it smooth like Persian rugs Make you fiend like drugs, scheme like thugs with tight mugs We pit fight all bitches that call us scrubs Triple one's on my back, pentagons on my chest Beatnuts stay hot to death, food for the chef Who do it best? Call me your highness 'Cause when you find this, I'm probably blinded in the smoke Chillin' in Miami, drinkin' Heinies on a boat Yo, the streets are wild, I never let 'em see me smile Loved this hip-hop shit since I was a child Juvenile, tryna make money by the pound Party We gonna have a orgy After the party We gonna have a orgy After the party We gonna have a orgy After the party We gonna have a orgy Oh yeah Mami, mami (Oh yeah) Bajate los panties Black maxi Juju What's the dealio? Flag rippers B-S-T-U-B-Z, Beatnuts DJ shh-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n Juwettin', chillin' and pelotin' All the time, baby Come on Don't let 'em see you smile though Yo, come on Beatnuts, baby Scribbles (Beatnuts, baby) Strictly the stinky Aight, aight, yeah Keep the levels up You know how we do for the years