C4

C4 Yeah I cut the ??? muthafuckas get reckless I'm at the dinner table you ain't make it past the breakfast I'm next bitch, everything I drop is infectious Next is a couple platinum plaques and a neckless Tremendous how I walk into a room and leave you breathless Maybe not you but your girl is tryin to mess with Everything I talk about I let her in and taught her how To pick up on the signs To the M's in my Slaughterhouse I got it now and you can't fuc*** handle it Lights low candles lit ready to dismantle it She channelin her inner Jenna Jameson And shes got the swag that these bitches gettin famous in Only thing I chase is gin mix it with some tonic In the city of the brave bumpin dre Blowin chronic nothin left to say But f*** you to the comics And I'm comin with a plate And my beats are bubonic Bitch! I'm back just smoked a blunt, uh The one to turn a nun to a Nikki Nova She got that super soaker Tell her go and bend it over I walk in I ball out When I leave they all down Big dog and I beat the pu*** to a coma Drill it like Oklahoma Fill it like a ??? [Verse 3: Bugus]