[Intro: Tech N9ne] Now they wanna come with a nigga, Get to the pinnacle, get some with a nigga Get done, get gun, get sprung with a nigga Re-evaluate your fate, if you want monogamy then skate Gotta let everybody get a taste and if you wanna date They gotta wait for Mister...
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] ...Yates! I'mma put this bass this place all up in your face Picture me painting pretty pussy with a pen and pad And picking a pair of provocative peaches to press to the pace Lets get this straight, I am the maker of emotion on my planet You will be blessed at the gate, complex when the mate Is one that could have any woman breathing So you might end up with a chest full of hate, left to debate If women would just ride, she feeling my love vibe I'm feeling her cup size, she willing to plug guys I'm giver her bug eyes from my dick in her thighs She thinking it was lies When her name changed from baby to Sherlock Holmes Wouldn't you want to shit if she go through your phone To see if there's pictures of bitches with no clothes on Now she pissed at the photo, looking like a ho show Thinking every one of them are gonna get the pogo Or prolly done had it, she highly combative But no-no, shining the light on me with cheater up on the go bro When we first started out you knew we was on the low-low Now you feeling bozo, peeping through my property like you loco Thinking I'm sticking them and slanging more meat than Fogo
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko] (2X) Now I can paint a beautiful picture But you won't want to look into it I can make beautiful music with ya But you won't want to listen to it
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne] It's just me and you, better yet it's me and crew Cause I never can be free and do What a normal nigga can manage to be when 2 People go out with no doubt to show out They beautiful couple but when I go out they pour out And triples and doubles, then out of your mouth to blow out Cause you had enough of the bitches seizing who? You saw the beautiful picture at the beginning With Mr. Tech in your vision having sex in the kitchen And press in the living room, sex and no less or you're bitchin' With the extra conditions me getting left is the mission Cause I can't get right, ain't this night Ain't no possible way that I can paint this bright When the brain is night, mayne it's quite Difficult to be with Tech, ain't a dame this tight Or is it? You gotta live it to give it I'm giving you me, if you wanna quit it, I dig it Cause I get a pussy pass every minute, but then it A fight cause you think I'm all up in it, we finished Now we diminished, I get it See the obstacle then you really admit it Without ever knowing I did it you split it I was real and don't you ever forget it You bit-itch!
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[Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Baby, this is something that you never knew Instead of me, you being with a regular nigga might be a better view I know I got a lot of cheddar, true But a nigga with hella time in your bed is who? You should be putting way up on a pedestal You being super happy with him instead of blue But you wanna see shit that you never seen My dick is feeling like you taking methamphetamine That's why when I'm calling your phone you never let it ring Even when he's sitting next to you I bet it sting You wanna ride it your hide is divided By my 2 thumbs (?), I murder it when I get inside it Hit it till you get it, then get the itis ignited When you tripping, you can't fly with the pilot? I can paint you a beautiful picture But I think it's better when you got a dude with you Sitting at home, but then you got a true fixture You fucking perform because he got it through scripture I'm a compatible nigga to every woman with incredible figures Tattoo my dick on him, is that a new stigma? If you say that then music I ain't gotta do with ya
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