Tarantula

[Verse 1: 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 him through a BBQ, cracker do your thang, thang/ I ain't come here for no dumb shit/ You tell me which one is the hardest nigga? Lyrics or the drum kick?/ And 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, you see I beat it too much/ I ain't gone eat it, you ain't gone drown me, and I pound it enough/ See me leaving with a big butt woman/ With me, walking funny, pussy up in her stomach/ Sittin' in the front cause T.V.'s running/ Peanut-butter leather seat, with Big Truck on it/ I must've kidnapped her, the nigga man-hunting/ Cause I heard him hollering, "Hold on baby I'm coming!!!" [Hook: Butch Cassidy] We the stars (BABY I'M COMING)/ Never thought we would get this far (I'm Coming Baby!)/ But bitch I told you (Tarantula)/ So do what you're supposed to (Tarantula)/ Give me brains/ Stop looking strange/ Bitch shit changed/ It's just like I told you (Tarantula)/ Came up like I'm supposed to (Tarantula) [Verse 2: Mystikal] Man I'm the only mother-fucking Black Prince of the South/ So Ba-Ba-Ba-Lu-Bop, bitch watch out/ I make your momma shake her tail feather/ Don't tell your daddy that I'm here, because you know I'll make him feel threatened/ Go get your sexy dress to turn me on/ While he down there quoting Betty Wright, "I know you not gone sing that song!!!" I hit the charts and never move off/ Little homie cool off/ Before your nose looks like Rudolph's/ I give it to him and this bitch can't handle it/ Old ugly, jealous, mother-fucker, this shit jamming/ Ridiculous amounts of raw uncut talent/ On top of Bass, Strings, Kicks, and Piano/ Callin' me big bucks, no whammies/ This year I'm screaming, "Jive Records, Big Trucks," cot dammit/ Heads up, tighten up, so nigga move/ Ranked CEO / Rapper / Fool!!! [Hook: Butch Cassidy] We the stars/ Never thought we would get this far/ But bitch I told you (Tarantula)/ So do what you're supposed to (Tarantula)/ Give me brains/ Stop looking strange/ Bitch shit changed/ It's just like I told you (Tarantula)/ Came up like I'm supposed to (Tarantula) [Verse 3: Mystikal] I'm fixin' to blow up like the jaws of Dizzy Gillespie/ Heavens to Betsy/ Julio Iglesias couldn't out rock me, Speedy Gonzales couldn't come catch me/ Grammy nominated, especially/ The Soul Train award winner, call me Black Elvis Presley/ You probably couldn't keep up with what you've seen me on/ Either 106 & Park, Queen Latifah, Chris Rock, or Jenny Jones/ I knock down buildings, and chop down trees/ I kick so fucking hard they say, "You Japanese?!?!"/ I'm up in the minute because of what I invent/ Look at you, over there with your seat belt light on approaching y'all into descent/ A.k.a The Tarantula/ Hot rhymes coming from a canister/ They keeping my fans for something to brag on/ These people in here ain't leaving until I finish my fucking last song/ Bitch walk like a Barbarian/ Tall, dark and cut, now keep your fucking hoes down [Hook: Butch Cassidy] We the stars/ Never thought we would get this far/ But bitch I told you (Tarantula)/ So do what you're supposed to (Tarantula)/ Give me brains/ Stop looking strange/ Bitch shit changed/ It's just like I told you (Tarantula)/ Came up like I'm supposed to (Tarantula)