Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - Jellysickle lyrics

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(feat. E-40)


[Intro: Tech N9ne]

Hey

All you haters stop!

Whew, man

This beat is uh

What

Rick rocker

T-9

E-40

Jellysickle yo



[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

They hate it when you bubble

See 'em in they huddles always making trouble (What? Who?)

Jealous fellas man

Fall up in the spot and from the jump they don't like me

Hat to the back and I'm felling real hyphy

Imma star so I'm in with the belly pistol

That's cause the haters be sucking on jelly sickles

That mean the cycle of jealousies real thick man

I'm feeling its bout to pop off real quick man

But I ain't trying to have the fedas come and pinch me

Cause he's plotting on my cheddar on my minske

Never tempt me the grench so you better

never let another nell nother fella come against me

Off in Missouri its jelly sickle city jealousy

watching and it ain't the right stare, right mares

Don't let me go and rock the red spiked hair

They hate it when I do that right there (Right Thurr!) Yeah



[Hook]

Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness)

To much will make you sick (You acting like a trick bitch)

Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness)

Jelly sickle sickness (You acting like a trick bitch)



[Verse 2: E-40]

Quit bumping your gums spark your tongue

keep a real pimp game up out your mouth

If I get on your line and dump two on your spine like it a 80's drought

I'm about that Valley-Jo

Po Po be throwing tantrums

Cause I live up on a hill with a view on a acre

in a big white who white mansion

I be all up in the dirty

Where they cook them fried turkeys

Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall

You want that fast quota

I want that slow nickle

Everything I got I worked for so quit hating on me nigga

Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon

Look at these keys, look at my ride, I'ma tycoon

From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers

Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of poppers

Every time I look around

Every time I look around somebody done bit my style

Wanna smile in my face and take my place hate

but it ain't gone be no way no how, wow

I'm lit like a candle and they hating

cause I'm hot like a left sink handle



[Hook 2X]



[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

Jelly sickle

look at how that jelly trickles

Down his elbows

And you can smell those

Playa haters from Calabassas to Melrose

During his jail polls

And knocked him out of his shell toes?

When I walk into the spot them suckas sucking on them sickles

Hate to see me shining get to tripping when they off they ripple

I get these rappers dripping jelly to the third degree

Most of them in my city never know me but yet they heard of me

At the BET awards chilling with the Federation

never forget the woman at the door giving

away the shoes didn't really want me to have 'em

man I had a ticket I had to grab 'em

Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago

here's the blow cause I rake up dough

She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show

Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago

here's the blow cause I rake up dough

She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show

Congratulate me cause I'm a go getta

For sho hitta E-40 and Nina some flow spitter's

But that don't mean you gotta hate

Jealousy's a sickness take another lick Mitch

(You wack it like a trick bitch)



[Hook 2X]


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