Rodeo

(앨범: Tical 0: The Prequel - 2004)

[Intro: Method Man]
Yeah... yeah (come on ride in my rodeo, come on ride in my rodeo)
This one of another one of them nasty M-E-F joints, come on, come on
Come on (come on ride in my rodeo, come on ride in my rodeo)

[Method Man]
To all the chicks with they asses thick
Out the whole click, she the baddest bitch
Dose-doh, round your partner, switch
Clan in Da Front, we be starting shit
No don't trip, dog, spark 'em, quick
Holla when a real nigga talking, trick
We got grip, but we ain't spending shit
You and your friends, stop pretending trip

[Ludacris]
Let a nigga get nut pushed, better yet let a nigga get some head
I work 'em, work 'em or feed 'em, burp 'em, then jerk 'em, instead
I get my nuts pushed, on the bottom to the top of your gums
I feel your slurping, slurpin, I'm skeeting and squirting your tongue
And I got about 5 grand, but I won't be spending a dime
See cuz overspendin's a crime and I can't be spending my time
If you get your guts pushed, could be of cuz Luda and Meth
Could be of cuz we do it best, could be of cuz we screw 'em to death

[Chorus: Method Man (Ludacris)]
Come up out of them dirty clothes (bend on over and touch them toes)
Uh-oh, we-oh, we-oh! (Come on and ride this rodeo)
(Meth & Luda we lock and load) Round your partner, now dose-doh
Uh-oh, we-oh, we-oh! (Come on and ride this rodeo)

[Ludacris]
I wonder where about five bottles of gin, models that wanna swallow
And wobble, gobble again, tell a couple of friends
I slap that ass, bitch, take a look and see what you got in
Cuz I've been scheming and plotting, to have you breathing and stopping

[Method Man]
What we talking bout? Pussy popping, car hopping women
See 'em watching, clocking, pigeons
Flocking Luda they jocking, lighting buddha, and boots is rocking
Nameless hoes, take 'em brainless with painted toes
Famous, she code, twerking pussy, hurting, working that pose

[Ludacris]
They wanna raise that pussy tab, price and position
Enticing these women, given the proper juice
Life that they living, hope that they double deuce
Shifted ass cheeks, last week and Ludacris is backseat
Afraid so, ask son, taste them

[Method Man]
Now watch me, dog 'em, freak 'em
Out every weekend, she putting APB's on my dick
I keep on betting and breathing, where's my pants, I'm leaving
I'm speaking facts, mamies creeping and they cheating
They even sleeping with mats, some be eating that cat
I'm teasing, indecent expose, Method be tweaking
Keep pussies leaking through pantyhoes, marijuana smell on my clothes
This evening, these bunnies got me on swoll, I bust and reload
Honey, break out the 'dro and give me some mo', on the rodeo

[Chorus w/ Luda & Meth switching lines]