[Mystikal] Oh bitch I'm country as cowboy boots High debut beating boy band groups Nigga let me know what the fuck y'all want do Either keep up or you can't, can't Met 'em through a bar-b-q, cracker through yo' thang, thang I ain't come here for no dumb shit You think you one of the hardest nigga, lyrics of the drum kick When it's finished over and done with I'ma smoke a blunt and knock the pussy off of some bitch I ain't no speedy when you say I beat it too much I ain't gone eat it, you ready go drown me and I pound it enough See me losin' fuck the big butt women Woman walkin' funny pussy up in her stomach Sittin' in the front cause T.V.'s runnin' Peanut-butter leather seat, with Big Truck on it I must've kidnapped the nigga man-huntin' Cause I heard 'em hollain' hold on baby I'm comin'
[Chorus: Butch Cassidy] Far away the stars, never thought we would get this far But bitch I told, do what you're spoused to Come give me brains, stop lookin' strange fix your jeans It's just like I told you, walk like I'm spoused to
[Mystikal] Man I'm the only mother-fuckin' black prince of the south So ba-ba-balubop, bitch watch out I make yo' momma sake a tell feather Don't tell yo' daddy that I'm here, cause you know I make him feel great Gone get yo' sex, you just turn me on While he down there quotin bed, I know you not gone sing that song I hit the chart enough to move off, my homie cool off, before you knows ?? I give it to him and this bitch can't handle Or ugly jealous mother-fucker this shit jammin' Ridiculous amounts of raw uncut talent On top of 8th street kicks Indiana No callin' me big bucks no wammies This year I'm screamin' Jive Records Big Truck God Damn it Heads up high enough so you can move Rank CEO slash Rapper, slash fool
[Chorus]
[Mystikal] I'm fixin' to blow up like the jar of ?? Ever the vesent ?? come get me Grammy nominated, especially The Soul Train award winner, call me black Elvis Presly You probably ?? but you see me on Either 106 & Park, Queen Latifah, Chris Rock, or Jenny Jones Knock down buildin's, chop down trees I kick so fuckin' hard they say, "You's Japanese!" I'm up in the minute because of what I invent Look at your over there with your seatbelt, like I'm ?? A.k.a the tarantula, hot rhymes comin' from a cannista' They keepin' my fan for somethin' to brag on These people in here ain't leavin' 'til I finish my fuckin' last song Bitch walk like a balberin, tall dark and cut Now keep your fuckin' hos down
[Chorus 2x w/Mystikal saying "Tarantula"]
[Butch Cassidy] South and the West come together However, we plan on doing this shit quite clever My nigga Mystikal, it's ya boy Butch Cass' And we put a foot off in they ass