Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none) (Tech Tech N9ne) Boo you, screw you too Fool, you through This how we do at the 'ZZou Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou 'Zzou-zzou-zzou 'Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou Dedicated to all the DJ's and dance crews all

(Lower than low, lower than low) I'm sinkin' again, I'm drinkin' again Drownin' and wildin', you're breathin' again It's easy to sin when you're bleedin' within Needin' the grin, cheese and recede in the spend That's how I feel in the morning That's how

Am I a psycho? Yeah I'm a psycho I guess I'm a psycho Am I a psycho? (psycho) I see you looking at me Looking at me, so I ask You're crazy, I like you, but you're crazy, my tours paid me

Cuzz here comes Tecca Nina I be bustin (bustin) parents be fussin and cussin Cause all I talk about is silicone and muffins (muffins) So if you didn't come to hear some strips clubs hits Then get the hell on cause I'm gettin my mail on; I'm hustlin I'm

Get it out! Spit it out! Evil in ya mix Rid it out! Don't ever wanna see, what that pit about We just stomp, we just thump, we just grit it out I come from it, but it seems impossible to run from it! All the evil I did to people then none could stomach?

Huh, My nigga Don Juan...damn I Been knowin you a long time nigga, heh We did a lot of shit together man On this music tip man Beautiful shit we did dog Remember when we went out to L.A. man, wit Quincy man Made all that shit pop

No K, that's what I say when I don't really wanna Say that it's all right but it's all right (No, no, no) No K, that's what I tell you when I ain't just trynna Talk to you all night (No-oh) Can't get my money (No-oh) That's not okay (No-oh) And I'm one

Make baby girl come Out of her shell and raise hell Pineapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb Don't stop till the cops come Don't stop til the cops come Pineapple juice, and malibu, caribou get them all numb Make baby girl come, outta her

I don't wanna do a damn thing today Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay Why they do that Instead of work I just wanna play Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway They wanna know what I'ma do today Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say Why they do that

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away Let me hear a single word that you say Are ya'll just mad at my dinero? All I gotta say You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero Can't get too close cause I'm real My temperature make you feel Keep it lit up and