Ha ha ha ha, we bout to do this
 Tech Niner, Sole'
 Bout to make that ass hot baby
 Like this, yo

 [Female singing]
 I heard the party didn't stop
 'Til Tech Niner got ill one man crew, runnin' through you
 Niggas let their cash drop, ladies made that ass hot
 Make 'em say "ooh", that's what we do

 [Tech]
 This one's for the niggas' in the club
 Fucked up, full of liquor
 Fittin' to let the Tech N9ne feelin' hit ya
 Everybody respect mine when I step up
 INSANE (ish)
 Killa, killa, doin' damage to a nigga BRAIN (ish)
 Haters can't maintain

 [Sole']
 Killin' everybody with the murderous flow
 I'mma let a nigga know 'bout fly Sole'
 Bad to the bone with the fucked up jump
 So we all get drunk and crunk all day
 We hard, let's keep all this marvelous shit
 We killin' everything
 And Tricky started all of this shit

 [Tech]
 Ay yo, get paid, never get sprayed
 Takin Sole', be the brainiacs

 [Sole' and Tech]
 Warner Brothers and DreamWorks
 So I guess we're Animaniacs
 All the niggas in the back get with the ladies in the front
 From side to side, we gon' survive and get what the fuck we want
 That's right

 1 - [Sole' and Tech]
 Ain't nobody fuckin' wit it, y'all niggas forget it
 Ain't nobody fuckin' wit it, cuz we kill 'em
 And these hoes and niggas know we keep it rough
 And make it rougher
 Cuz all we wanna see is you dancin' in the mothafucka

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 [Tech]
 I'm dancin' with this bitch with an ass so fat
 Had to dash to the back, hit that ass from the back
 With that ass in my rap, put that ass on the map
 I come from 6-6, triple 8, 46, 99, 3's
 All of my killas can't see, fill the niggas on the drive-by ki's
 Ask me to bomb and I will
 Ask me to be calm and I kill
 I got that bomb style and your shit ain't real
 Your shit is simply - unrealistic
 Your bitch seek this, gets dismissed with a quickness
 This lip sick, get the lipstick, kiss this dick
 In a minute, I'mma bust this flow
 I'mma let these suckas know
 Nine millimeter is about to blow
 And I'm out to get your ho
 Puncuate the first to shake that ass and get that cash stack
 All the playa haters better stand back when I flashback
 Ish hot, knowin' ??? in your club and I'm kinda scold dragon
 Yo, I thought you heard Tech Niner got that ground control
 All up in your bitch's roll with that ass exposed, yo

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 [Sole']
 Na na na na na
 You can not fuck with Tech N9ne and Sole'
 Comin' with the rough shit
 Off in the club, me and my girls lookin' lovely
 Lots of killa thugs be wishin' they could fuck me
 If you's a hustle man, throw your hands up
 Throw my hands up, I did it cuz this ho just ran up
 The way you bustas try to step to me, it's killin' me
 Stank breath, mackin' law thrown out, 3 mil be drillin' me, no
 Yellin' about ki's and dope, broke
 I hope you take notes and shove this cake, about 20 down your throat
 Scope, wash your mouth out with soap
 Ladies dressed with power, awfully remote
 Time, nigga it's wine, throwin' rhymes, killa be mine
 Blowin' nine, and I'mma shine, growin'
 Hella ass I'm showin'
 I see you in the back freakin'
 Everybody in the front tweekin'
 While me and Tech be peakin'
 Off in the club scene every weekend, we the shit
 Throwin' rough ride full of grit, ass that you wanna get
 Twit, beware my bite it truly venomous when I spit
 Beauty and the beast, you hear in the club or the street
 On the back seat of your Jeep, over peak rollin' deep cuz...

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 [Outro - Tech]
 Ya know what I'm sayin'?
 This nigga Tricky got me drunk
 Off this mothafuckin' Hennessy and Alize' baby
 We off in ATL kickin' it for Sole' baby, you know what I'm sayin'?
 Too much ass in one room baby
 Shake what your mothafuckin' mama gave ya
 Tech Niner in this bitch
 For the year 2-thou baby
 It's all delicious, Tech N9ne
 Bitch

 "Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce