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