| It’s about 40 degrees out there |
| I know all you out there listening to these sounds |
| Humping and a bumping out in your jeeps |
| Well, ahh. y-you tell em Moe (fart sound) |
| That’s right, and right now, we’re gonna hit you off |
| With one from Redman, and uhh, it’s about uhh |
| Well. OOH OOH AHH AHH, he’s gon', LET THE MONKEY OUT |
| Ha, Chi-Town in it Yo, yo-y-yo-yo |
| Now first of all I be the Doc smoking blocks of hash |
| Alert your fag ass commisioner when I harass because |
| Hood regulation is, no infiltration |
| If it’s hot to your crew |
| Then it’s hot to the next patient |
| I’m in The Bricks like backspins on the Knicks |
| I’m not a playa, but y’all hating me like I’m a pimp |
| These cars y’all talk about, the Doc already whipped |
| You 'bout to go downtown bitch, like The Shiznit |
| Overseas banging kok in the parking lot |
| I’m overdosing in a Amsterdam coffee shop |
| And when you lust for hardcore music to bust |
| Trust that nigga who bubble more than Alka-Seltzer Cold Plus |
| Static, niggas actin all dramatic |
| I’d rather smoke cabbage, in the chair getting tatted |
| My P.O. tried to violate me for the habit |
| Because I walked in the office rocking straight karats |
| Gonna ride in the hoop’with a freak tonight |
| Hope to God I don’t have to pull the heat tonight |
| But uhh, light up a L cause I’m a nigga for life |
| Hustlers, got the shit that’ll keep you high! |
| Just gently place the balls, into the mouth, and. HUMMMMM |
| Gently, place the balls into the mouth and. HUMMMMM |
| Yo, I’m in your local ghetto rolling a Corona Deluxe |
| Bitch you better hit the 40, fuck a margarita! |
| Shit I still scam change out the parking meter |
| And get a bunch of pussies wet overflooding peanuts |
| Yes, smoke a quarter-sacks, hut one two |
| My cerebral will keep the white boys sniffing glue |
| Hotter than Champagne Rump Shaker Part II |
| Get dap like the Mad Rapper, Who da fuck are you? |
| The Loaded Desperado, I’m cooler than Rollo |
| (Ay yo, what you hitting Doc?) I’m hitting hoes up in the Tahoe |
| Gettin chickens fighting in the back of the Apollo |
| Say, Fuck that! if I’m a tough act to follow |
| (Fuck That!!!) Disagree I bring the beef gyro |
| Only right I spiral the hot shit that I know |
| Then buy a six shot Eclipse with plastic grips |
| And get a gangsta bitch who love robbing shit! |
| It don’t stop y’all, it don’t stop nigga |
| You don’t stop y’all, it don’t stop nigga |
| I turn an independent woman back into a HOOCHIE |
| Make a Jew rock a Dashiki and a KUFI |
| I be the, Nutty Professor, style aggressor |
| Put rappers under pressure, with no cooker |
| Rock it to a T. like Booker, |
| You’re straight shook up I can’t hang with pussy niggas who be scared as hell to push up Too much money and, not enough time |
| It be, too many thugs and not enough nines |
| Hey hoe, here come five-o, stash the blow |
| Stop sucking on my dick and slide on your Kenneth Coles |
| And everytime we look around them niggas on my block |
| Ay yo them Def Squad motherfuckers keeps it hot |
| HUMMMMM (2X) |