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Help Scottie, Help
(专辑: Dope Dogs - 1998)
Money, dinero, mossadie, mucho guinneia Yen, franc, grip, dubloon "But do you DO foodstamps?" "BITCH!" "Help, Scottie, help. I'm tweaking and I
can't beam up!" You're chewing Doublemint. Thafs a
good gum." "SO." "Yeah. I
like Doublemint. Could I
have some?" "NO." "OH! You gotch your pimping on tonight, as though I'm looking like a
"Ho" "Yeah, you got that right!" "What?" "Yo, I
don't believe I
know him." "Call him Scottie, Stella." "Is he the
same Scottie from 'Star Crack llluminati?" Yeah, where ya get Lit up and enlightened with your "highbeams" on Aw, hell Ease up off my rock, 'cause you can't stand, shit's too deep You wanna cop but you can't hang 'cause you too weak You cold be hawking for a
crack o' what I
got But you pull back, 'cause you can't afford the
shit, the
shit ain't cheap I'll have you tweaking for whatever you hope I
might drop You see me coming You come running top speed up the
block Hoping Scottie stops you get put down much Lower level to da curb kibble after kibble I
can't be rerocked, rinsed, pushed One hit is all you get And there'll be no gettin enough of this good shit Folks be lying when they said "I had enough." Scottie, just push it down and cool Watch 'em smoke it up Double up action ain't shit, get three for twenty or trey 'Cause every hit, be being a
pocket full of money, ya see here I
stay paid, my Me being the
reason I
got 'em sprung and they're getting me rich season outta season Say, Homey Girly, you wanna do something for something Well, go on get your knees dirty Like you think you got something coming Yeah, thatta girl, don't stop, aw shit, look Plakka plakka one time bitch SMOKE ALL THE ROCKS, QUICK! Two to five turns to suspension is not a
joke to me Don't tell the
D.A They got a
muthafucking thang from me Once again the
gafflin's on But you be going up the
river alone, cuz Scottie gonna trip like that there Do you ever find yourself often calling Scottie But do you ever find yourself often calling Scottie Do you ever find yourself often calling Scottie I'm tweaking and I
can't beam up O.K. with no delay I
say Scottie say, "Tweak." Look on the
floor There it go, over by home-boy fee Don't put that shit on my_ Bitch,_what it come from Are you retarded, plumb loco-like, or is you just plain dumb? I
know your kind, you wanna rerock that shit with Puerto Rican Rum With your fingers crossed Over your wishful thinking table cloth Traveling from the
plate to the
floor of your mouth to the
pipe of your lungs You asshole eating pyharea at the
gums Having no hustling crumb-snatching Sack-chasing, pipe-scraping to' down bitch What do it take to pry your lip loose from that pyrex prick? Scottie de-lippin ya down, look atcha, tore down Whatcha do which your grip, you can't say shit Whatcha got to show for it? The
answer is "Ain't got nothin'" 'Cause you be too busy basing Now you're left with both, pipe-pusher I'm the
mighty Scottie Cluckers tick me off without trying Some o' ya going be losing yo' malia license tonight Due in part to how you cluck with for shit You're not a
legal malia, nigga' Fuck all that too legit to quit shit I
got your best bitch addicted She took just one look at my shooter and Licked it, I
said, Hold up Ho' Why don't your raise up of my caddy You fingernails is dirty And your titties is TOOO flabby I
'member that day I
watched you yank that bust Remember thinking to myself What would I
do if the
buster Was to bash your motherfucking brain? Not a
motherfucking thang But holler, Yo homey PIPE, yeah And to hell with wholesale nigga, pay all of mine Dig deep into the
corners of your pockets And come up with some legal tender Quit window shopping, nigga That party your wife threw in the
bathroom didn't include you The
bitch had a
plunger Trying to unclog the
residue-due out the
pipe Heaven's sakes, get the
bitch outta my face I
had to run this way And throw the
rocks the
other way Hope the
bitch chase the
rocks Dissed the
hand that slings the
rocks Show back up and bring the
rock And serve them to another clucker Two cluckers are each other's adversary One's a
thief and one's an easy skeeze-berry I
don't want those cluckers near me You muthafuckers smoke that street Formula bullshit all day long But Scottie Like the
song goes, so goes the
story When her head was on tight She was everything that anyone could be Help Scottie Help I'm tweaking and I
can't beam up
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