Shake Ya Stick

[Intro: Bizzy] Shake, that, shake, that, stick, stick Whassup lil' son, how you doin baby? Shake, that, stick When the faggots try to lust your body, shake that stick, stick That's my boy right there, yeah, heh Shake, that, stick When the faggots try to lust your body Surprise, it's really a bitch I was raised by my papi though, papi though Shake ya stick [Bizzy Bone] In the strip club lookin for a humble young, thang With a roll of cash money, motherfucker get it quick thug Ha, fellas all around me don't sit too close to the door And they gettin naked in this motherfucker, y'all keep calm Got on time, they be rollin with dudes Nothin but attitude, gotta give me latitude, heh Bitches still mad that I don't fuck with a group But I was raised by my poppa and my poppa told me trust no two Straight verily, and in the spiritual form And only God split so, and the spirit reborn The baby still dancin, I see the bitches tryin to stop me Never roll with a plan, can't copy gimme They say that two is too sloppy It tops and tear ya jalopy, can't even get monopoly The soul game, and the baby boy he cocky And you better watch your word game, cause the shit get stocky My opportunity to ration out the love for the one, my papi Muh'fuckers don't know what we do, no one got me Only one true God in the house for sure Who you roll with? I roll with the Lord Trust and believe, lay low on these motherfuckers, break those jaws And what you see is what the fuck they saw We ain't fuckin with nobody who don't represent the father of all And that's God y'all [Chorus] That, stick; when the faggots try to lust yo' body Surprise, I said it really was a bitch I was raised by my papi, and tell 'em they'll never win Because they caught up in the sin and we drinks for free Shake that stick, when the faggots try to lust yo' body Surprise, it was really a bitch And I was raised by my papi, can you tell 'em they'll never win And they get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free [Bizzy Bone] She was playin on deception and spiritually was a dead-end Mountin the battle station and we bring on no weapons For the inception of the relationship I guess I shoulda known... She was playin for deception and spiritually she was dead And mountin up the battle station, bring no weapons The inceptions of the relationship, I guess I shoulda known When she said she had us caught up on tape, bitch we ain't even bone This warfare goes deep in the clones Cheaper when they come up to park their shit, demons is on Quick, Cleveland get gone, but I don't speak about the radius A hardcore brother with the Father and the capius The atheists, bitch-ass demons, they don't need no atheists Fuck 'em, they should bust their ass Cocksuckin break bitch, tell me where the tunes at Iknowwhoyourollinwit - secrets tellin, they better lose that all Baby we get it poppin down in the city streets Either roll with the one or these bitches they gonna wreak Don't sleep 'til the mission complete I got a treat for the honey and man, honey is sweet [Chorus] Yeah, shake yo' stick And the faggots try to lust yo' body; surprise, really a bitch I was raised by my papi, and I was raised by my papi Yeah, that, stick When the faggots try to lust yo' body Surprise baby, it was only a bitch And I was raised by my papi, tell 'em they'll never win And they'll get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free Tell 'em again [Bizzy Bone] Shake that stick, shake that stick Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi, ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi Shake that stick It's when the faggots try to lust yo' body Baby surprise, it was really a bitch Man I was raised by my papi Tell 'em never, tell 'em di-fff-fff, haha We just shake, that, stick Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yah Shake, that, stick, stick, shake, yo', stick [Outro: Bizzy] Yeah, openin 'em up, openin 'em up, haha Please believe, you know what it is You know the rules, shake that stick, stick, stick Shake, that, stick, stick... stick, shake that One true God in the house, for sho' Represent it, confessin with the tongue, you know You know, what you throwin up, cool Yeah