Smif-N-Wessun

Smif-N-Wessun - Wipe Ya Mouth lyrics

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[Steele]

Walkin down the street, watchin you, clockin me

Could it be because I'm magnetic, yet it gives me a fuckin headache

Cuz it's pathetic when niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it

But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin

Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, I peeped you

But you don't know, cuz I rock my rag real low, move slow

Cuz you might get moved on, can't even get my crews on

Without niggas puttin they screws on, shit ain't cool son

Cuz soon one day I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real

A deal is, but Steele is strictly business

So when dick riders slide around, I dismiss shit

And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip shit

On the regular, forever stay on our own dick



[Chorus: Tek]

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you big money spender

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you no follower

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari



[Tek]

I'm pullin you're coats to the side of the block, we've all been to

See them on the corner when you're lookin out ya window

The dick riders, on Dick Riders Boulevard

You'se that large, and even got to look hard

You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak

In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak

Don't laugh though, stress'll make a nigga hurt somethin

Precede to get some yard weed cuz the dred is pumpin

And as I approach and greetin by my cuz Roach

"What up, ya high ass nigga, yo, you're shits the dope!"

And then he just K.I.M., Keep It Moving, damn

And now here comes the dick riders screamin "You da man"

Until I turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat

The head dick rider said "I know where he live at"

See that's what I'm talkin, suckin dick while you're walkin

Now you'se the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids



[Chorus: Tek]

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you no cop blocker

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, for number 1 mama

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, for the rebel winner



[Steele]

Aiyo Haktu (what up son?) You know money over there? (nah)

The one who wan stare over here like I'm tried scared

Me, or maybe check what I wear, see I represent lovely

For my Timb tree to my D-I-C-K, every day, all day, we stay read up

If you ride dicks, then shut up, keep it movin, cuz

I'm fed up



[Tek]

You took the words right out my mouth, ST

Got niggas ridin we, tryinna suck on these trees

Pockets full of lent, hummers browner than shit

Wanna suck and duck, cuz he's the neighborhood dick

Rider, if I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?

It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our dick out ya mouth kid
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