In the Woods

(Say party over here, party over here)

(Say party over there, party over there)

(Say party over here, party over here)

(Say party over there, party over there)

(Say party over here, party over here)

(Say party over there, party over there)

(Say party over here, party over here)

(Say party over there, party over there)

Hey yo you feel that shit (yeah it feels good)

Well it's that thumpin shit (well I'm soakin too)

I'll introduce the split (I'll be the go)

I'll be the get

Fixin with the ins for the outs we set

Hey shortie (yeah mister)

Make no mistake

I challenge the bang for a bigger rhyme bouquet

(you be buggin)

Well i bugs like roaches on rugs

Speaker of the bone like the speaks in my loans

Give me the night baby and I'll be good in the woods

Ya freakin my mind ya freakin my mind

I told the maceo bout the days that go (he know)

I know he know cuz he's out to get the gold

The Chattanooga cruisin' with the malibu shit

The bigger of the isa (cuz he is the shit)

I'm like hickory (dickory niggas)

I make you feel lost like high school history

Creator of the rhymin dominoes

Watchin drop it's the joint see

So hit me with the zsa zsa (indeed darling)

The coolest fool be the coolest fool

I know the watch be in the air but i kick a new bucket

Sippin it wit shortie so check the way we cuff it

It's that indonesia funk up in your trunk

Makin' ya bob bob makin' ya bob

Makin' ya bob bob makin' ya bob

Makin' ya bob bob makin' ya bob

It's that funky shit (in the woods)

That be beyond understandin (in the woods)

Yo we do it with the soul (in the woods)

Timber (in the woods)

Punch that O for operator baby its a love solid

I been stylin abstract since loose leafs was the shit

Catch me breathin on planes where the gangstas outdated

Fuck being hard posdnous is complicated

As my pants play the sagatogah I can order sniffs of

Frequencies frequencies cuz I freak mc's with the rhythm rock live

(man I'd rather point a pistol at ya head and try to burst it)

No jive in the matter so niggas start runnin

Yo that native shit is dead so the stickabush is comin

(stickabush) it's comin (stickabush) it's here

Fuck the five count it only takes three to bring it near

So let me move ya won better as the salad is tossed

And get a taste of the mase that you thought was lost

I'm cautious wit my looks (in the woods)

Pickin them nines in my hair (in the woods)

Sniffin for the beats like litter (in the woods)

The plugs just can't be found (in the woods)

Can I come off like the rest of em I think I should

Could I of course one verse now ya lost it

Found it realizing I came off it sounds mean

But pal there's a new kid on the scene

I got much soul on the down low tip

Lay back smooth one drink I'll be trippin

Never don't you dare consider me a fly gal

Pal I got props on a different tip

I recall back i go for mines I get the goods

Wouldn't you know forgot my compass I got lost in the woods

Found my way and I was out i pronounce every letter

And if I had the chance I'd do it better

I heard a holler down the way and now I'm out for the time being

Ya wanna be in but you can't see what I'm seein

Time and time my friend I stay gettin it on

And now they playin my song again

I got feminine style (in the woods)

I'm not tryin to be sexy (in the woods)

And no you can't knock the boots (in the woods)

A lot of things be happenin (in the woods)