The Beatnuts: It's the nuts

What you thought, I couldn't afford another drink So I went up the bar, solo, bottle Watch me slide, through the crowd in place To chill backstage, anybody acts strange smack them with the black gauce I flow smooth to this, while you don't even know how to move to this but it is the Beatnuts, we don't have to proof shit Anything we drop is the shit, certified blazing it ain't honeys like Marie Jason, bless and seven days like a hollow Daisin After each show, the telle is like a peepshow Doggie steelo, is how we hit each Ho If I don't get you now, I'ma gonna get you next tour Shortie looking like she wants to explore Shortie looking like she wants to have sex raw Shortie looking like enough of that, enough of that Dull as they seem none of that, you don't got a ride home Call your mother back, it's like that Follow the rules and later you can swallow the jeweles Bragging to your girlfriends How you sucked it and I fucked it in the mini-chopper Cause she just wanna have fun like Cyndi Laupher Chorus: It's the niggers that you play is hate to see You know they run up in your girl from 1-2-3 It's the nuts (2x) In the crib, in the club, and the SUV It's the Shhh you wanna hear every place you be It's the nuts (2x) () How much you wanna bet? I get as close as i wanna get Everybody gets tough, see if I bled Catch me in the club sittin in the shadows, bottle of J.D. Surrounded by some bad ho's treat them bitches like bodyarmour, If there is beef in the club I shoot right through your body mama Why everybody hates so much? It's real out here but I can only take so much I'm everything you love to hate You man, you only want that fake (2x) Chorus Ah, Yo, what it is, what it is, can I touch this up a syndrom Yo like my addicts can i drug this up Drift flow to be sporadic, strictly bombs and such How much for these fanatics want the dome and the gut, gone to clutch Watch how these chickers jump and double like ducks and then what How these niggers walk and duck in their trucks (What's the drive?) Yo, I'm gonna keep you guessing your toes, ah yo fuck the gun play Just some niggers and ho's for some party and shit La-di-da-di shit, a niggers live to clip, A lady lives to dick and that shit Now the party goes cardio vascio, cermonial masteral To keep that factual, keep that a hundred nuts Bust them with whatever yo, show off the hook You crooks just stand shook, blow you niggers to bits If you witnessed the fits, strictly kick the hits On and on the shit, like what Chorus