"Y.O.U." lyrics

Method Man & Redman Lyrics

"Y.O.U."

[Method Man:]
All day everyday with this rap soufflé say what?
Situation be like this

Traces of lipstick on my collar
Baby you gotta do some more to get this last dollar
Hotter than lava when you cum believe that I'mma follow
Lady Madonna like to drink but she don't like to swallow
Rocking that Prada, honey stay up in the beauty parlor
Girl it would be my honor, make you my baby momma
Holla she hella proper
Fuck with it dumbing cousin, sucker for loving bugging
Shucking and ducking bucking, sucking then finger-fucking
Here let me show you something
I knock the stuffing off that English muffin, can't tell me nothing, uh-uh
Pushing yo' panic button when I'm stuck in
All of a sudden, baby conducting (BBC!) Ooh, girl, you're nasty

[Redman:]
Yo, I get it on popping, Doc, unlocking your doors
Glock in my drawers sock in your mouth with a torn stocking
Wrapped around a noggin, I creep in while you park it
Shoot out the lights, darken the area, then hop in
Pick up my bigger nigga who helped me figure the plotting
Dropping the top, splitting the dough, shopping in rotten
New York, birds flocking because I'm heavy like boats
Doc in coat, watch ya coat from for sparking
Dearly departing, niggas, unforgettable can't be forgotten
Doc and Meth album entering the top ten
Chopping the raw, locking the block and
Only raw chopping this metaphor, so cops can stop watching
I put 'em in and cock 'em, ready to rock 'em sock 'em
Renovate your apartment, when these two things barking
My Nakamichi knocking, bougie holes be spotting
On they tampons, I get 'em dripping like leaky faucets

[Redman, Method Man:]
Now who a bitch nigga?!
Now who a snitch nigga?!
Now who the shit nigga?!
Now who the sick nigga?!
Now who you with nigga?!
With who you with nigga?!
Who rock shit nigga?!
Who pop shit nigga?!

Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep — keep bouncing"
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep bouncing"
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep — keep bouncing"
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep — "

[Redman:]
I figured it out: y'all niggas ain't as big as your mouth
My street value - well it won't even fit in your couch
When I bust titties come out, no matter what city
Hardcore committee's dumb the fuck out – son should duck out!
Yo, nothing to lose, pumping the two up in your goose
Buckle your shoes, scuffle my boots, fucking with you
Blow my anaconda like Nirvana
Marijuana got bitches on they knees in they Gabbanas
Getting 'em dirty dirty with the Hershey and enbalmin
Holla the drama, fire two in ya armor, your pigeon better calm her
The ice is a honor, twin help me lift her arm up
La Bamba with your momma, even dirty Hadonna
My dick is aeronomic, pull out and yell Geronimo
PPC! Ooh, girl, you're nasty

[Method Man:]
Itching to start the mission, flipping so keep yo' distance
Ain't go no pot to piss in? Ain't got no competition
Listen, I slip the clip in, tripping you get me lipping?
Commence to catch a whipping, now kids is acting different
Ditching them double-dipping, chickens that keep forgetting
I ain't the one for tricking on anybody kitten
Ripping these compositions, scripting them paper-writtens
Holding and hitting sticking, balling like Scottie Pippen
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but still I'm frostbitten
Shitting like "No, he didn't," wiping my ass and splitting
Jett'n like Joan getting, all in the zone
Settin' it off like Big Daddy and ain't no half-steppin'
I keep repping – Staten, you keep sweating
Threaten and ass-betting, ducking my Smith and Wesson
Trust in the Meth and catch-in-Hell
Will leave you resting in peace (PPC!). Ooh, girl, you're nasty

[Redman, Method Man:]
Now who a bitch nigga?!
Now who a snitch nigga?!
Now who the shit nigga?!
Now who the sick nigga?!
Now who you with nigga?!
With who you with nigga?!
Who rock shit nigga?!
Who pop shit nigga?!

Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep — keep bouncing"
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep bouncing"
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep — keep bouncing"
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! "Keep — "

"Keep — keep bouncing"
"Keep — keep bouncing"


Writer(s): Clifford Smith, Malik Izaak Taylor, Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, Reggie Noble, Erick S. Sermon, Ronnie Foster
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