So what the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
'Cuz I was down before the hype like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund
I never liked you, and you, I don't know
Yo, yo, punk, M takin' me wit him
Fuhgidabowdit, ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the Grammy
How I holla at my niggas brings ears to my cries
I'm Mr. Done it all, so none of y'all can do me nothin'
Check the pen, I write like a X was in 'em
Yo, he use it as an ashtray now
They rockin' cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion
Bitches can't stand me, Fuhgidabowdit
I roll through the drive thru like Kane
Still pullin' out pennies, Fuhgidabowdit
Break a nigga off somethin', watch a nigga gain fo'
And them niggas that ran
Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite maniacs
Button your sittin' up like beach balls in the sand plus
And all that riffin' shit, mens will get you hit, bitch
If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon bust you
That pretty shit is played, fuck what your name hold
The shit I see every day brings tears to my eyes
With the heat seekin' flow wit, fo' antennas
Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you
Where the stash at
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datin's too
You guys will live while everybody else'll starve
Objective in 'em, Carlo inspection sticka
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Who owe me somethin', them niggas in the back frontin'
Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are fired
What's that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip
'Cuz I bagged your's too
Transportin' out, the poison in 'em
Yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
Ayo dog, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, yo, yo, Fuhgidabowdit
One bad mooley, and you can get pants, schooly
You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good food
Doc's Da Name, that's why y'all fuck wit me
Walkin' like you was a 'lil nigga 'cuz you is
My goal's to get 'em
Stick niggas for not knowin', then teach 'em somethin'
So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong
A mouth full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand
Now you layin' somewhere cold, stiff as shit
Bricks, walk around, snorkel down
Eh, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo you heard, Fuhgidabowdit
You know some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude
Fuhgidabowdit, Fuhgidabowdit
Now I'm lookin' for some washed up rapper that I can hire
Niggas can't stand or understand me, yeah
The honey had my nuts like two red beets
Bitch I'm grown, puffin' on that one and bone
Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' 'til the honey come
Toes kriss krossed like she on J. Dupris' team
Think I started on the choir singin' solo for the Pope
You can't wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
For so glowin', afro pickin'
Open toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Teeth grittin', I brawl wit a major league mitten
The top rooster pluckin', chickens when I'm cluckin'
See my boys down the ride crack patience too
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo what am I, an animal?
Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty draws
And don't forget that daddy's gonna always love his kids
Fuhgidabowdit, yo kid
I'm bananas, out of my fuckin' mind they won't let me back in
Fuhgidabowdit, yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Pay him fifteen hundred to fuck a girl in an interlude
Tell your mama please, get up off her knees
Kid I'll burp on your girl butt cheeks
Crackin' niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why
I'm pocket change, the bums don't fuck with D
I'm like Menace II Society
Bitch niggas talkin' 'bout you from the streets you frontin'
Ayo you hear me, Fuhgidabowdit
Backs get blown, trash get thrown
Yo, this be the Cool J function, music get my blood pumpin'
Yo, what the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit
You know my name, so there's no need for introduction
Yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit
Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the orphan house
I'm the goat, what I wrote 'cuz fire and smoke
in headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin' Star Jones
Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners
Ey, ey, Fuhgidabowdit
Down for whatever, which usually means I'm up to somethin'
WWF stands for When and Where we Fuckin'
I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip
S-curl hatin', Jamaican rum sippin'
Bruno Samartino, Stan Staziak
Yo, ey, Fuhgidabowdit
