Red Hot Riplets

Uh, uh, uh, uh

I'm automatical, infatical, radical even

I wanna clear all the misconceptions and shit you believe in

I'm leavin' nothin' to the imagination

I want to earn my Emancipation Proclamation

Through the radio stations

Facin' me, ain't that hard but it ain't that easy

Like I don't know when to play hard and when to play easy

Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast

I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or last

It won't hurt you ass, but it might hurt your ass

To come trippin', find dirty got the perfect stash

The perfect gat, left in you ass thought I would run

Laughin' at them niggas who thought dirty was done

I'm a, son, I'm not a son of bitch

I'm makin' sure that my son and my sons gonna be rich

Daughters and my daughters in no particular order

I leave em laying up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up

'cause I call it

I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)

Wit my red hot riplets

(Tell 'em what you, tell 'em what mean man)

You all that and a bag of chips

And I just wanna know if me and you can dip

That's all

(2x)

Baby girl you're sweeter than Kool-Aid, the red flavor

"Ooh that's my favorite", yeah I know my game is major

She gave me her card, she said I can page her

I was gonna wait a couple of days but I did her a favor

Call her now, invite myself awake the neighbors

Beatin' loud, swoopin' like a caped crusader

Without the cape, without the tights

Her baby daddy was the type to have a truck like mine

No beach rims, no door pipes

Of course that, I love her apple bottom short set

She got upset, I said she couldn't fire up a cigarette

Small brat, ain't used to cats with short stacks

If you ask me for some, drop her off where the porch at

I'm on a mission, turn the keys in the ignition

Beat steady, beatin' Tweeter steady whistlin'

She's seen my glisten, started to trip

Murph, she's all that and a bag of chips

I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)

Wit my red hot riplets

(Tell 'em what you, tell 'em what mean man)

You all that and a bag of chips

And I just wanna know if me and you can dip

That's all

(2x)

Look, I want some mushu whether I'm in Cali or Cancun

No goin' out, I like to stay in my damn room

(Damn!) She got a donkey-o, this must be a damn zoo

(Ooh!) Look at the monkey your, she must be a baboon!

Please don't feed me mama I'm like an animal

Especially after 12, can you handle my stamina?

You won't believe the things I say when you walk by

My game cool but when it's on but it's hot when I talk high

Now ought I, take you home but am I wrong

I'm a kid ma, you know I don't wanna be Home Alone

Plus I felt summin there when we was dancin' on that song

I like togetherness, can we all get along?

Can we all, get in my car and talk about it in the morn'

And make decisions when wake up and yawn

Come on, you can tell me if you like it or not

Cause I'm gonna have my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot

I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)

Wit my red hot riplets

(Tell 'em what you, tell 'em what mean man)

You all that and a bag of chips

And I just wanna know if me and you can dip

That's all

(2x)

yo, yo, them motherfuckers just too damn hot

Nigga like the pie in the window

Cross the gun line and even get shot to find the indo

Eatin' red hot, riplets promotin' passin' out snippets

Seen you walkin' wit the triplets, I'm clubbin lookin' terrific

I need some Kool-Aid, shit I got to get it wit it

Put my spoon up in you pitcher see if it fit up in it

(And) smoke for a second (And) told her I'll wreck it

Told her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get naked

Told the Lunatics, told her how I reflect it

Lemme show you from the Show-Me, no talk for sure respect it

And you red hot, butt and now you say you hearin' not

It's the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin' the Bed Rock

I give it to you never failing you, handlin' business I'm tellin' you

You ever need me again I'm gonna be through in on my cellular

And I'm gonna store y'all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid

(Kool-Aid!)..I need my money nigga..