Off on a natural charge, bon voyage. Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad.
Wu-Tang Killerrr Bees on a swarm! Rain on ya dollar's ass, disco dorm!
For you to even touch my skill, You gotta have the one Killer Bee and he ain't gonna kill. Now...
You give me your number, I call you up. You act like your pussy don't interrupt.
I don't have no trouble with you fucking me but I have a little problem wit you not fucking me.
Baby you know I'm gonna take care of you. Cause you say you got my baby, and I know it… (read more)
Is it a good thing? no its bad bitch. For good or worse, makes you switch.
So I walk on over with my crystal. Bitches, niggas put away your pistols.