"Bugz '98" lyrics

Yo, yeah
It's Bug, bitch
Well, what's that?
Yo

It's Bug, motherfucker, I represent the bullies
Nigga who wish jellies holdin' heat beneath their hoodies
You suckers soft, silly putty, Fred McGillicuddy
Who get fucked for your publishing, I bet you're feeling pretty slutty

I'm feeling dirty, grimy, straight grungy
Jumpin' from a bungee, spittin' boogies at a hunky
I'm rather funky, like collard greens and cottage cheese
All that seems to car a bean, by all or any means
I bought a million means to blow you all to smithereens

Paula's feelin' me, she bought this diamond pinky ring
But Bug was so obnoxious, ran around her whole apartment
Puttin' mud all on the carpet and my two-year-old Galoshes

I got a prob with these nigga comin' out the closet
They puss like vagina, swear to God they just walk it
That's nonsense, fuck it, quit your band, be a fan
Or come and battle Bug if you feel you really can

I'm a dirty, gritty, grimy, scurvy street nigga
Egotistic, mystic, servin'-heat nigga
If you doubt these words and you wanna see triggers
Take a trip to muddy Michigan, we in the D, nigga

I'm a dirty, gritty, grimy, scurvy street nigga
Egotistic, mystic, servin'-heat nigga
If you doubt these words and you wanna see triggers
Take a trip to muddy Michigan, we in the D, nigga