eminem
dr dre
common
lauryn hill
talib kweli
busta rhymes
mos def
tribe called quest
musiq soul child
jill scott
kenya west
Story behind the song
beat was YoungFyre, had to get on it!
Lyrics
Verse 1:
Ain't nobody hotter, this side of the Carolina/
These other "so-called" artists are talkin a lot of notta/
These guys are trippin harder than steppin a squashed bananas/
While my squadron is the size of the entire state of Nevada//
Quit ya hootin' and hollerin', you ain't hoopin' or ballin'/
Truthfully you a Con Man, you humor me like Lonely Island/
I'm a take a Heineken bottle, lob it into your nogglin'/
Now you discombobulated, v-vomitin' and then wobblin'/
Time and again, I bring the Pain
Like migraines to the right side of ya brain/
Your mind can't obtain, what I am sayin'
My rhymin' explains why I am insane//
But we ain't talkin about my loopy noggin'/
This song is tryin' to get ya booty droppin'//
Got me harder and I'm on it
Like like lent lent to a carpet/
Beyond horny, I want my dong in ya thong cuz that thang so enormous//
Girl you ripe like two Florida oranges/
Pain I'm a chop n screw her while you bring the chorus in//