uh, uh , uh , yo

What up my people equal?, this be Tical: The Prequel
Shine up the desert eagle, light up that extra lethal
I mean that "ooh wee", three years and two g's
I'm back with new trees, I wrapped in loose leafs
While y'all was just rappin', who get the set crackin'?
Just like a neck snappin', let's get this next platinum
What's happ'n Def Jam? Remember Meth Man?
I held your hand through them years when y'all was stressed, fam
That's why I still love you and Russell still hustle
Let's get to pumpin' iron, and flex some real muscle
Up in this bitch due, my click is Rick Rude
And I ain't got the ivory, this ain't the flick, dude
Somebody told me, y'all can't hold me
Naughty By Nature, do my dirt all by my lonely
You need back off bitch, you don't know me
Got to leave these hoes alone, they too nosey

That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey, motherfucker
Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ok, the love issue, don't let that love get you
My brothers love pistol, doin' they thug dizzle
Bet y'all ain't know, did you? That I'm a pro, did you?
Until the flow hit you, fuck it, I'm official
Bone wit more gristle, thrown from chrome nickel
Place that don't tickle, can't wait to zone wit you
I'm hard as stone chisel, Meth got his own little
Formula to go triple -- for shizzle

Ok, now where was I? Prepared, was I
Your man broke his jaw tryin' to say what I
Say on this mic, not a day in your life, could ya
Say I ain't nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, would ya?
Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come her, she stuntin'
Can hear me "cummin'" like my dick's in her ear or somethin'
I put that on my momma, she put that on her kids
He put that chrome on your dome and blowed ya fuckin' wig
That's how it is, ask Bobby Dig'
We back on your block, with 'nuff shots to give

That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey, motherfucker
Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ok, the love issue, don't let that love get you
My brothers love pistol, doin' they thug dizzle
Bet y'all ain't know, did you? That I'm a pro, did you?
Until the flow hit you, fuck it, I'm official
Bone wit more gristle, thrown from chrome nickel
Place that don't tickle, can't wait to zone wit you
I'm hard as stone chisel, Meth got his own little
Formula to go triple -- for shizzle

Method Man - Uh Huh (Miilk Remix)

Miilk