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Method Man

Genres: Hip-Hop

Rodeo Lyrics - 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) 

 

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 talkin', trick 

We got grip, but we ain't spendin' shit 

You and your friends, stop pretendin' trip 

 

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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 slurpin', slurpin, I'm skeetin' and squirtin' your tongue 

And I got about 5 grand, but I won't be spendin' a dime 

See cuz overspendin's a crime and I can't be spendin' 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 

 

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) 

 

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 schemin' and plottin', to have you breathin' and stoppin' 

 

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What we talkin' bout? Pussy poppin', car hoppin' women 

See 'em watchin', clockin', pigeons 

Flockin' Luda they jockin', lightin' buddha, and boots is rockin' 

Nameless hoes, take 'em brainless with painted toes 

Famous, she code, twerkin' pussy, hurtin', workin' that pose 

 

They wanna raise that pussy tab, price and position 

Enticin' these women, given the proper juice 

Life that they livin', hope that they double deuce 

Shifted ass cheeks, last week and Ludacris is backseat 

Afraid so, ask son, taste them 

 

Now watch me, dog 'em, freak 'em 

Out every weekend, she puttin' APB's on my dick 

I keep on bettin' and breathin', where's my pants, I'm leavin' 

I'm speakin' facts, mamies creepin' and they cheatin' 

They even sleepin' with mats, some be eatin' that cat 

I'm teasin', indecent expose, Method be tweakin' 

Keep pussies leakin' 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 

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