[Mystikal]
Why.., why why why why
Cause I keep bangin´ y´all mother-fuckin ass, with this shit
If it ain´t live, it aint me
Oh nigga I´m too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide
I´m too hard to fall apart, I´m too cold to get old
I´m too hip to drip, I do it to ´em like this
I wan´t-a load it up, cock back don´t miss
Y´all ain´t goin´ believe this
Got the preacher´s wife talkin´ bout rock that shit!
All they do is say the mans name
You watch how many bitches start comin´, it´s a damn shame
They know I got the wood for ´em
If they in the hotel room and get the dick, that´s good for ´em
Big pussy and it´s soft dick time, bitch I got to get´cha, mm-hm, uh-huh..
Tell me what you goin´ do
If you got your friends with you, you could bring them ho´s too
Come and turn around, let me get behind you
Move somethin´ for me baby, I ain´t goin´ tell no body

[Hook]
If it ain´t live, it aint me
Oh nigga I´m too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide
I´m too hard to fall apart, I´m too cold to get old
If it ain´t live, it aint me
Oh nigga I´m too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide
I´m too hard to fall apart, I´m too cold to get old
I´m too hip to drip

[Mystikal]
When I´m here they got to have it
White lines so live they jump off the cabinet
It´s Micheal Tyler not Black Sabbath
It´s springin´ hunter so watch out for the cat parrot
I´m a whole and kaniver, the hot enchilada, Big Truck driver
Hittin´ hookers is a side high
Tuckin´ guts stackin´ paper formin´ lyrics is my real job
Got my fingers and my shit tight
Got another album and contract bitch get right
Form a crowd like a fist fight
Take my time with it if it takes me sun-up to midnight

[Hook]

[Mystikal]
I´m too man to try to handle, I´m too bad and loaded too for you to hold
Too tight to out-write, too strong to out-sold, too much to out-bust
I´ll talk shit and cuss, foul-dog rimp and the walk talk spit crush
The paper towels and toilet tissue, start your engine set the table
Clean your plate and wash the dishes
Can I please get a source cup
And if they don´t give me my grammy, feel so sorry for your mother
And after I´m goin´ get Jive
I done bust my ass, y´all ain´t do y´all job

[Hook 2x]