Red Hot Riplets (Murphy Lee)

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..