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Method Man - Mi Casa lyrics
"Mi Casa" (feat. Redman) [Redman] [Verse 1] Whatcu crazy??!!? Since a buck tooth baby, Doc Was like straight fuck you pay me like Jay-Z Lazzy Niggas complain Doc load up the cartridge and start kickin game like Acclain Those who you call Doggs rat your name Those who say they love you attack your change Thats why i fold down 4 fingers Say fuck the world and Jimmy da earth out with Coat hangers Rap game n street game dont sleep Its a cold world betta pack yer own heat Niggas aint happy to the cash on "E" Then the hash and the cat and a bag is on me Yeah Right!! My bear hugz air tight New Yorkerz no no turnin on a redlight Me against 40 of you? a fair fight Microphones get took you shook wear white [Chorus] You dont got no wins in Mi Casa And its your stopper meth tical man and funk docta You dont got no wins in Mi Casa Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya You dont got no wins in Mi Casa Hit it Hip Hoppers turn it up a notch make it it hotter You dont got no wins in Mi Casa I'm warnin you partna meth tical man and funk docta [Method Man] [Verse 2] Every time i turn around somebody in my business Time for you to testify can i get a witness Actin like bitch's Dirty Dick niggas look suspicous Ain't physically fit for the fitness Welcome to the game of death Poly wanna biscut? First prize a one way ticket to my shit list And i spread it like a rumour or a sickness Stand-by let a chicken head lay a chicklet Can i slap a fat ass with da quickness Stupid ass niggas goin abroad nigga get tha syphilys Comin through son ima fuck you and your district Miss representin miss interpreting and des misfit Playboy, you aint got no balls plus your dickless And i'm like a plumber layin pipe up in your misses No man can hold hold me nor can control me Next time you see me holla like you know me! [Chorus] You dont got no wins in Mi Casa And its your stopper meth tical man and funk docta You dont got no wins in Mi Casa Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya You dont got no wins in Mi Casa Hit it Hip Hoppers turn it up a notch make it it hotter You dont got no wins in Mi Casa I'm warnin you partna meth tical man and funk docta You dont got no wins in Mi Casa And its your stopper You dont got no wins in Mi Casa Bomb Droppa You dont got no wins in Mi Casa Hit it Hip Hoppers You dont got no wins in Mi Casa I'm warnin you partna |
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