Songtext Fever Mystikal

Fever

Mystikal fever
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Humph, come on

(verse 1)

Its.the nigga that get hard than starch in yo fuckin creases

Rip it to pieces

Slicin and dicin and icin em right

With the mic I use

Thats as clean as a wild teacher

Eyes stay tight when they fade

To watch swarm bleedin

From out the freeza

Cant you see em?

Jesus!

Big tittie tina boppas out chea catchin mystikal fever

Ol youll be sayin you aint takin no shit this time

Nigga me neither!

You could leave nigga fuck we dont need ya

Rappa, killa , loaded, beat,

Swivel, shark, butchers meat

(knife sound)

A lot of you niggas believe in walkin a thin line

But when I get through wit cha all I be hearin is awwah!!

Of all maps and adages knocking off hats

Yall know

Act a ass

But dont call me that

Fix yo fuckin shirt

Tie yo fuckin shoe strangs

Jive and mystikal comin up in the bull dagger

(chorus)

Big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikal season

Big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikals fever

(verse 2)

Keep my muthafuckin fist balled up

Case a mutherfucka tryin to start somethin

Takin ginseng got yo lildick hard makin it harder

Think you gon jump in the ring and go pound for pound with the knockout king?

No shit like that gon happen cause them

Niggas down here aint gon fuck wit what I bring

You heard the the muthafuckin door open

You heard that arrrr (door open sound) you know thats me

If it was a wrestlin match youll be on your back like 1.2.3

Come off the top ropes leave you knocked out wit yo mouth open

And they gon have to take yo ass home and leave you in a hot tub and soak

Bar banga and if you dont want swang

Wit a mic I tell you nigga

Im wild ass a gorilla on chain

Time to flow wit a natural-born go getter

This for my hustlas to ballas, gangstas and cap pillas

Hustlas to ballas

Gangstas and cap pillas

Hustlas and gangstas

Gangstas and cap pillas

Hustlas to ballas

Gangstas and cap pillas

(chorus)

Big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikal season

Big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikal fever

(verse 3)

Ill go pound for pound wit the knuckle cuffin muthafucka

Rush em and touch em

Then stand ova his ass and screamin I told you not to start nuthin

Ima damage ya

You aint got the stamina

Half the talent to match , to dance wit the tarantula

When ima chargin at cha

Niggas be tryin to copy cat

Wanna jump on the mic and do what I do but cant keep up

Aint no thankin

That shit gon change

Cause when I drop off mystikal sound a likes

Gon have to get the fuck off

Crackin they glasses

Smashin they records

Smash and catchin they ass all day and tackle they ass

Tell em all settle shop down close fo sho

Put it down like 1990 m.c. hammer

I hope..

(chorus)

Big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikal season

Big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikals fever

Big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikal season

Big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin mystikal fever

Aaw oh, aaw oh

These niggas know, these niggas know when its mystikals fever