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That's That Shit Lyrics - Tarantula - Mystikal

One one one one one. 

One hear I go mic check here I go mic check. 

One one one one one. 

That's that shit that's that shit nigga that's that shit. 

(That's that shit) 

Ya'll smell that shit? 

That's that shit. 

 

That's the reason the bitches be trying to get the worm out the zipper 

That's the reason niggas gon' have to learn that I'm the ripper 

I scrape off crumbs and turn 'em into nickels 

Bounce 'em into dimes and turn 'em into flippers 

And I can't come around, like you do your rhyme, cause I'm different 

You can't make your shit sound like mine cause it isn't 

I run whether it's top of the line, get your mind right nigga 

Murder was the case cause I shine at night nigga 

The man with the braids in his hair, two tounged live nigga 

Let him fire nigga, I ride with five niggas 

Live from the west, bring it back home 

Ducked off in the Burnerville, blowing up the zone 

Strollin', cutting up on my cell phone 

Hundred miles per hour in the wind and I'm gone 

Watch them jails find the twenty inch wheels twirls 

Hoes hatin' in the back, fuck 'em girl 

I stand up like a pitch, swing the big dick 

Take a picture, feet stickin' like scotch tape bitch 

I swear to God I'll fuck over yay yay 

Have you sitting on your porch, gettin' pushed in your rocking chair 

 

I know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear it 

That's that shit nigga 

I know you smell it, I know you smell it, I know you smell it 

That's that shit nigga 

I know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel it 

That's that shit nigga 

I know you scared, I know you scared, I know you scared 

 

I come in the bitch to put my two cents on a two inch 

I'm tearing down the fuckin' building and the blue prints, any sign of 

intrudence 

Tear your ass down, make that ass look foolish 

Raise your hand and talk to the teacher, no, students, students 

I like to sing a about the boota and the tooters 

Smoke the purple bubble gum, merge crazy blue vooda 

Ya'll past tense, I'm the black prince ruler 

Sharp shooter, I'm chopatula, to talula 

Point black bitch, gone, gone 

Full blast turning up the water all the way on 

Hi, my name is, Mystikal 

I handle my business, deliver my lyrics ever since I hit the door 

When I come around in this muthafucka your arms fall off 

You can't touch me, your jaw broke, you can't say nothing 

Fuck around and let my second wind kick in 

I better be makin' it sound like the booty that the dick went in 

 

That's that shit, that's that shit nigga 

Yeah, that's that shit 

Yeah, that's that shit nigga 

Yeah that's that shit 

Yeah, that's that shit nigga 

Yeah, I know you smell it, (I know you smell it) 

I know you smell it, that's that shit nigga 

I know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel it 

That's that shit nigga 

I know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear it 

That's that shit nigga 

Is you scared, is you scared, is you scared 

Cause that's that shit nigga 

 

I got that shit. 

That's that shit nigga. 

I keep that shit. 

I own that shit. 

That's my shit. 

Bitch, that's my shit. 

Uh, fucks wrong with you nigga? 

Bitch. 

Get the fuck off. 

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