*Chorus*
 I say
 I can give it to you but whatcha gon do wit it
 I can give it to you but whatcha gon doo (2x)
 wha wha wha wha whaaat

 *Jayo Felony*
 I can give it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it
 When Im in Texas Im bumpin' screw music
 With Big Mike and Scarface and Loop loop
 Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke Duke
 When Im in Miama I go to scoop Luke
 To see the peep show and hit the duke shoot
 Went to Branson, back to back, Lex coup
 Up in "Harlem World" in my Timb boots
 Two suckers had beef so I watched them shoot
 Called up Benny Rat, copped a bullet proof
 Seen T-Funk he took is to the food
 Then he went to the Tunnell and brought down the roof
 Mink coats and moet, bitches drippin sweat
 Slang a cassette to Funkmaster Flex
 And now Im bumpin' on East Coast tapedecks
 Went from Swatch to platinum Rolex
 S.D., Jersey we getting more sex
 flow next
 go next

 *Chorus*

 *Hook*
 Im too sexy for my motherfuckin hood, hood
 Im too sexy for my motherfuckin low ridahh (2x)

 *Method Man*
 If my niggas cant eat then yall niggaz cant sleep
 I just begun to kreep Nightmare on Elm Street
 Release from Jones Beach to South Beach, capeesh?
 Kickin dust as I bust, fuck peace
 And all them crooked cops on the beat
 My niggas bring the funk like your Grandpa feet
 Til death do us part, save my bullets for the charts
 With darts, like HBO watching after dark
 No love for a mark, even less for a trick
 That wanna be like Mike, Mike who my dick
 Real shit hotness
 Run wit my niggas that aint got shit
 Pop shit, and peddle poetry for profit
 One time, out for mine, but cant stop it
 Trying to keep they hands in my pocket
 So I bring obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic
 Leave the crime scene spotless
 Mix the green with the chocolate, heres the topic
 Niggas, synchronize your watches
 We're goin in, wit nothing but a clan logo
 Mr. meth, (DMX!)
 amd Bullet loco
 motherfucker
 *Chorus*

 *Hook*

 *DMX*
 I got a wicked flow and Im gonna kick it yo
 Feel the pressure
 Snatching niggas up just like a change off the dresser
 Niggas hit me with the best shit then what
 I shake that bullshit off *arf arf * then go nut
 Ive been down too long, cant a motherfucker show me nothing
 Y'all .. niggas is duckin me like you owe me something
 I got more homes than an esse, but lets say
 I couldnt talk you wouldnt walk my way on your best day
 The best way you can hope to get close to me
 Is right here under my wing like you're supposed to be
 The first time you start acting fuckin strange
 Best to be ducking range
 Talkin shit wearing a fuckin' chain
 I break niggaz like promises
 Split em' open like Thomas'
 And sell more drugs than a pharmacist
 Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent crime
 Attitude that doesnt mind doing time

 *Chorus*

 *Hook