(Tikkin) Floheakinese, your so weak in the knees your so weak when you're gettin the cheese that I be gettin the cheese like Mickey Mouse and I'm times three I don't knopw what I'm sayin' but I spit that white weed, that poison ivy try me, you can smoke me, you can't see me I be spittin that shit believe me I don't know what I'm sayin', I'm just sprayin like Dunn Filayin I don't know, rappers are gifts I'm quick to unwrap 'em have at 'em, call out their name and blast 'em I'm just sayin' whatever I feel like needs to be said I'll leave the blue shirts red I come through the door and that's everybody's head (Tac-Man) I went from an eight to an ounce to a pound Before I knew it I had money all around I got customers like the thriftway market I'm a hustler whippin work out the apartment I'm the hardest working pot dealer, I'm realer Than you other motherfucker I be dumpin' on the squealer And we got money like the bank does but we dont slang drugs Bitch we pitch weed and make them other dudes hate us My revenue is outta this planet cause I'm always gettin bread like I'm tryna make a sandwich Look here if you want to get some dro I be in Tacoma, you know where to go We can meet on 25th & MLK I'mma meat you halfway so leave when I say But if you wanna try to act stupid..

(Chorus) I be doin' it so different, what is it? Are you hatin' hella hard or are you vibin' to this shit? Please go get a vaccine I spit sickness I think I'm bout to die so go get it with a quickness I'm so different, I'm hella different I'm hella different bitch I'm so different (Verse) I'm a heavyweight when it comes to the rap You be workin' hard and I'm takin a nap You should just relax and take notes And get up in this circle cause I'm passin' this dro ho I be on my toes like I'm tryna be taller And I be makin' money like I'm a b-baller bitch I be in the street with my Honda EK Just whippin' that shit like I got three slaves But don't get me wrong man I am not racist We be in the lab just workin' with the basics I'm hittin Matrix cause I'm movin' slow I be comin' down hella fuckin' heavy when I flow Like a monsoon, I'm back on my shit Like a dung beetle bitch, every time I spit I be droolin' out my mouth like my little baby brother And I be doin this shit like no other motherfucker (Chorus x2)

(Hook x2) Ain't I dipped when you see me? Dip, dipped when you see me? (Verse 1 Tikkin) Ain't I dipped when you see me Don't you hate when I be leavin' But I'm back I'm never cheatin' Cause yo style got me feenin And the pussy sweet as peaches Clean enough for me to eat it Only cleanest touch my penis And I mean it when I speak it I'mma come through and beat it if it's stinkin I wont eat it If it's stinkin go an clean it I'm a beats when I'm between It I'm the answer I'll complete it Book of Game you'll never read it I'm the author please believe it His name's Tikkin please repeat it (Hook x2) (Verse 2 Tac-Man) Ain't I dipped when you see me girl Stuntin' on the TV girl Ain't my flow so smooth like my raps are hella creamy girl Don't you know i love it when you wear that bikini girl You look so good i wanna eat you like linguine girl Everyday I wake up, get hella fresh, then I be leavin But girl you're never trippin cause you know I'm never cheatin i can't be withput you so I'm on the road speedin Comin back to the crib weavin around them people creepin Girl you know you got me hooked like a funckin junkie Every time that I'm with you there ain't no way I could get grumpy And I like that you like me even if I had no money That's real them other girls are fake like the Easter Bunny You're the icing on the cake, the ketchup on the fries Cross my heart and hope to die I will not feed you no lies I can see the morning sun when I look into your eyes And you're like a happy meal I open you and find a prize (Hook x4) Ain't I dipped when you see me

(Hook) Most of the time I'm blind cause my eyes are so low If today's opposite day I'm never high man I stay low So low that you can not get below But today's a normal day so I'm in the sky like a crow And I'm lookin like a fool with my pants so low I bet you I can rock a beat when I'm rappin solo Kick me when I'm on the floor ho that's a low blow Got the Chevy ridin high but the E.K. so low (Verse One) Bitch I'm stuntin, you frontin, I'm ballin like I'm dunkin Pushin pounds of somethin, tell the cops you heard nothin From me cause I'm always runnin, I'm at the end of my blunt and I'm about to start another and get this party jumpin Got the speakers in my E.K. thumpin, like a pimple my shit's bumpin Just got word that someone tipped so the po-police are comin They on they way here I'm on my way out got my foot on the gas I'm gunnin Now I'm dippin, scrapin, yokin, stabbin, smashin like a pumpkin Cruisin on I-5 in my ride gettin high But my eyelids are so low, trust me I would never lie You can tell I'm a pot-head just by lookin in my eye Bitch I will never quit smokin I'm a stoner till I die And that should apply to you to if you're ridin on my side Get your guns come on lets ride, we bout to go find where they hide Shootin shots off in the air to make sure that I'm still alive Then I hit my blunt again open my wings and I just fly (Hook) Oh no ho, you don't smoke no dro? Then get the fuck up off my lap bitch it's time for you to go Why you movin so slow, bitch I feel my hair grow You better get up out that door ho no you ain't gettin no dough Have you seen Niagra Falls well that is just how I flow I don't even have to tell you though cause you already know It's time to smoke more of my weed cause I'm comin down like the snow And it's time to go get some more because my stash is runnin low I'm on the creep mobbin 20 deep all throughout these streets And all my peeps don't give a fuck, bitch we'll lay you down like bed sheets Time to go to sleep and when you wake you'll have concrete tied around your feet Then you'll get dumped into the ocean so just watch how the fuck you speak I love to skate, come back, and rap, smoke some weed, and then go eat I'm a marijuana freak I smoke everyday, all day, every week I used to smoke that bammer shit now I don't buy it if it don't wreak Bitch I be gettin higher than the Mt. Everst peak (Hook x2) So low x3 So, so low

(Hook) Man it's a lesson before you see the Wesson And the blood on the rug right when you stepped in That's the message cause we crept in, broke ya locks, and get to steppin Cause I hold the Desert Eagle just give me one second Man it's a lesson that I give you when I let you see the Wesson And the blood on the rug right as yo ass stepped in That's a message little peasant, like resin we just crept in Get to steppin as I cock the Eagle give me one second (Verse One Tikkin) Bitches know my mothafuckin name is Tikkin The money, getta get it, see ya later good riddance Is you hood wit it? Sack em up proper Is you good wit it? Im a go getter, no R. Kelly That's fa relly. I get sideways in a Durango is you wit me? Follow up take notes, Let me show you how it goes, Have you seen Niagra Falls cause that's the way I flow Lookin for buyers, bitches up for hire I'm on one and I'm not tired but you can have a nutty night Is that your ugly wife? She must be suckin right Let me try I'm high like sky scrapers This bitch got hundreds in green paper fuck it let me take her and bake her God damn it's a cold cold medley And I need a medal cause my flow so deadly And I know you're not ready cause even if I'm one deep It's off with your head so get a good sleep (Hook) (Verse Two Tikkin) I'm high like skyscrapers, cloud ten is where I take her But I'm too real, no pills I'm too ill, if I can't the crew will Double up murder like a duece kill Now tell me who's real and who's fake Shake and bake haters off Then wake and bake I'm takin off See, you're cold cause the blanket's soft I know you from back in the day, you stay soft I been sackin' the yay cause I been gettin off So twist up like a twisty pop It's that sick shit you wanna get with quick I'm one of the best and there ain't much left Like limited edition, caught me in the back gettin lifted On a swisher and the weed so I can twist it I got three wishes, fuck it I got three bitches and six condoms and six figures, it's just On another level with that sick stuff It take a hundred racks just to get my dick up And every time I rip the mic it's gonna get ripped up (Hook) (Verse 3 Tac-Man) As I get ready, hit the deck, they shouldn't of let me In this bitch cause they know my weaponry is hella heavy Imma cut off your head, call it gettin Becky No my name is not Marv but I do it really messy Got the Wesson if you trippin Imma send yo ass to Heaven If you snitchin then Im creepin in your casa with the weapon They say I should walk around in a shampoo bottle cause i got the herbal essence If you want some man i got you call me 7 Eleven What else can I say, I love to get paid Love to hit licks, get bitches, get laid I get faded, don't get it twisted like a braid I wasted, you talk shit you'll end up in a grave And that's that, man I got an urge to get heard I'm a busy man, always tryin to work like a nerd But the haters keep pushin me, I'm on the edge of the curb if they keep it up they'll be in the sky like a bird (Hook x2)

(Hook) Yeah, bitch I know you see me gettin paypa Gettin high like I'm on an escalata Yo bitch is goin down like an elevata When she's done her job I be like bitch see ya lata I'm on that creeper weed, call it aligata I don't have no time for a bitch ass hata And no I don't have no time to worry if I should hate ya Cause bitch I know you see me gettin paypa (Verse One Tac-Man) I gotta get it, get it. So I shall go get it, get it Watch how fast I get it, I'll be right back in a minute Got some homies workin, you know that I'm down to split it If I say I'm bout to do it you know that I went and did it Bout to get a mill, split a mill. Bitch you know I spit to kill Sick flow, I need Benadryl. Up in ya face, right in ya grill Got movement up in the hill I mean on the hill, I'm ill for real I sell shit like an entrepreneur,I handle my business then I chill I flip whatever there is, I sell dro, pills, and even thizz Sellin iPods, laptops, and scales, but watch out cause this shit was his Fuck up my income, get popped like fizz. See that money I call my dibs I'm stackin tall but you don't ball you come up short like little kids Man I'm a prick. All you haters need to get the fuck off my dick And make it quick cause I don't have no time to deal with your bullshit Bitch you're a pussy like a clit and if you do really wanna get hit Come here and I'll empty my clip then get right back to gettin rich (Hook) (Verse 2 Tac-Man) Time to smoke yup, please blaze up the bleez I'm rejectin hella bitches like it's not up to me I'm a dog and I'm itchin for money like I got flees I got so much fuckin paper like I been cuttin down trees And I'm laughin to the mothafuckin bank like HA! You can say that you got money but that's not what I saw Trust me man I'm holdin up like a fuckin wonder bra Cause I be gettin my money even if it's against the law It's hella easy, you should try. Bitch I get my cash like nothin So i got money to blow on the dro, you know that I be hustlin And I always stay baked like a muffin I love marijuana, end of discussion i got people out doin my dirty work Wakin up in the morning as early as the birdies chirp Me and my brother, on these beats, yeah for sure we murk Gettin hella paypa, my supplya an assure me work (Hook) (Verse Three Tac-Man) Bitch I know you see me gettin paypa Ridin high on my scraypa. Eyes low like I came from Asia Ballin like I'm in the Lakers. Gettin money is my major Ho I be everywhere, i might be sellin drugs to yo neighbor Yeah, th, the money is the motive Bitch I'm the bomb like a fuckin explosive Fuck with the money I'll crack you like you're a glow stick I get money, fuck bitches, no shit I'm ridin wit a full clip in case someone acts funny Got a grip around the trigger cause bitch I'm all bout my money Got the purple in the swisher, got the swisher dipped in honey Bitches know I'm gettin paid but they ain't gettin shit from me Many call me stingy but I don't give a fuck Cause bitches'll do anything just to get a buck And haters talk mad shit but then I go and get em up And the po-po get called and that is when I hit the cut (Hook)

(Hook x2) Follow me, follow me, follow me I got you bitches scared like today is Halloween I'm killin this shit, bitch I got the Grim Reaper callin me I'm paintin a verbal picture and hangin up for you all to see (Verse One Tac-Man) A jock named Brock walked up and socked a cop then got the shot Gun that he brought and popped alot off at the cop then left the spot Smoked him like pot, at 4:20 o' clock, yeah right on the dot So he thought he outta cop some crop and the jock Brock got stoned like a rock Don't talk no shit trick just cause I hit licks and get gifts like and endless Christmas Don't mean shit, I'm just tryin to get rich bitch, mo didgets is on my wishlist I serve thick bricks, get ships wit a quickness. My britches sag cause my riches Hit this blunt and get lifted, quit actin like a bunch of bitches I hit up snitches leave em leakin then they begin to see God Internal bleedin is the reason he's in Heaven, no more preachin I'm still chiefin on the leaf and eatin beats but haters beefin I'm seein their mouths movin but I do not know what their speakin Their freekin tweakin, no sleepin. I'm creepin silent like a lamb man I am seekin to kill you and your damn fam so BAM BAM There is no one that can catch me, I'm a Lam and you're a Grand Am You better scram man, i got the handheld, this ain't no scam, i am the Sandman (Hook) (Verse Two Tac-Man) I be incognito when i see police, I need no Trouble with the law right now cause I'm high like a piggies ego And I'm tryin to make some money so me and my homies are husltin kilos If you want some I can hook you, don't want none keep it on the d low I'm so flamin hot like a Cheeto and I'm sippin juice like Tampico Got that Four Loko and the dro in my system, blowin weed smoke If you snitch then Imma have the doctor stitch you up like Lilo Of the green, no I don't go lower than a dime so fuck a sinco I be rappin like a burrito. I write raps sometimes I free flow Got the beats slumpin like Kimbo, speakers slappin in the Evo And I still be doin donuts, and I leave streets smokin lie a pizo Cut the bass and I be flowin like an ocean on a beat ho Now bring it back like a repo. I'm bumpim in these streets I eat beats then I feast on a fat brick of C4 I eat it like meatloaf, and if you want a piece, I'm on the East bitch kapeash, why you bitchin at me for (Hook)

[Hook x2] Big money big cash, big money big cash Big money big cash, and it's comin' from the Tac Big money big cash, big money big cash Big money big cash, but this ain't a soundtrack [Verse 1 Tac-Man] Big money, big cash on you small fries, Celly full of girls numbers cause we never call guys, Every damn day I feel the need to hit the mall twice I shut down the scene like hall lights Mothafucka, I get dough like Krispy Kreme Mothafucka I'm a busy man with a busy team Every single day that I'm alive is a living dream Nothing in this world can satisfy me more than getting green I got big money bitch, I got Andre The Giant cash And I'm ballin hard so I got that Kobe Bryant cash You say you get dough but we don't believe you with your lyin ass I am hella fly and you bitches still got a flight to catch Get outta here with your triflin' ass girl I don't even know you Why the fuck you always beggin' me for money like I owe you Don't you have any other place that you can go to When I said you weren't gettin' money bitch that shit was so true My money is crazy big, the call me a crazy kid I'm goin' at these hater's necks like a fuckin baby bib And you're a bigger pussy than a woman who had 80 kids Dont hate me cause you ain't me, just appreciate me bitch [Hook] [Verse 2 Dio] We talkin big money, big cash, big stacks, big racks Flippin' onto the beat like I'm an acrobat Hustlin with words puttin people into a mind trap Soakin' it into their brain so they can listen to them good slaps Big racks is what you get when you let that shit flip Like a burger on fry in the pan just sizzling Are you thizzlin' with me? No cuz I'm rollin' Big eyes real wide seems like a nigga's been smokin' But I lay low key cause a nigga don't like to be chokin' I'm just trustin' this money, listening to everything it's quoting I know I'm boasin' with this big dough I got I'll be able to work a world of cake to be able to floss it off Cause when I get dirt on my shoes I use benjamins to wash it off Fresh like a tasty burger just dipped in sauce When it comes life to a boss, who cares what it cost? I'm not the person that's gonna have to make that loss [Hook] [Verse 3 Tikkin] I'm back on my grizzy till the money hit the ceiling Stepped into this rap shit, I'm tryna make a million You ain't a factor changing colors like chameleons I'm in the back sippin' Yac relaxed I feel it Call me a beast or you can call me Godzilla Runnin through these streets feel the chills like a thriller You already know at 16 I had chinchillas Whiter than the white girls lookin' like vanilla It's whiter than the snow that I pick up from my dealer I stay posted on the block tryna get my scrilla Young cap peelers, got them contract killers I told you I'm a beast so call me a gorilla That is how I'm livin', I gotta make a livin' Bring the money back, puttin' food up in the kitchen Taught my bitch how to act, taught her how to listen And my bitch runnin track, runnin laps to go and get it [Hook]

Horrible, horrible things are going to happen! [Verse 1 Tac-Man] I'm mobbin' like the Hoblin Goblin, robbin' like I live in Gotham Croppin' stocks of marijuana, poppin' shots off at dudes talkin' to cops and informin' the authorities, people tend to say that I'm a problem Who am I to tell 'em different? I'm out my noggin Try to stop me get your coffee beans spilled up out your pot boy Every time you see me use the manners you were taught boy You don't gotta get mad cause I got your bitch on lock boy I'm telling you right now so we don't end up getting caught boy I'm a hot boy but I'm not Weezy Or Turk, or Gizzle, or Juvie but believe me I be gettin them hot girls, turnin' em on like a TV I don't care if it's yo girl I'm takin' em all cause I'm so greedy And I pull up on the scene with an M-16 actin' mean If you act up I'll put this red beam on your dome pop your top call it lettin' out steam Me and my team make Freddy Kruger look like a dream Lunchtime! [Verse 2 Tikkin] I just get my Doh you can call me Homer Simpson Ballin' on these hoes now just call me Scotty Pippin Shootin' through the targets and I swear I'm never missin' I come and chew your carcass have a nice good riddance They invited my swag cause I'm the motherfuckin' man Get back boy, I'm fresher than your tic-tac boy get snatched boy, this and that boy mix and match hear that click clack noise Put the money where your mouth is, talk about the money Let me teach you about your girl cause your girl still love me Pimpin' ain't dead cause your boy still livin' The money ain't gone cause your boy's out to get it And I got them girls the ones who dig up in your wallet And take the money out they sock it to my pocket They feedin' it to me like it's pasta, pasta We creepin' in your shit like su casa, casa [Verse 3 Tac-Man] I buy an ounce. Flip it. Make it bounce. Now my amounts are around a pound in about a month i put it down I got a pocket full of cash and I'm about to pick up the last Pound and a half my dealer has on him at the pad and an eighth of hash I'm ready to smash like heated glass, fuck with me wrong get blasted like sand And I'm always speakin' fast cause I got this on demand When it comes to these tracks I'm beatin' ass, I can do it with no hands When it comes to these haters I'm beatin ass even if it's not in my plans Cause I'm the man, trying to make a grand off 500 double up it's nothin' Watch my money plummet I be doin dumb shit If you act up I got the shotty with the thumb grip All I need is one shell I guess that means just one clip I do this shit in public fuck with me get shot in the face I'm not gonna be there if the cops find a trace I'll be with the bass bumpin' all over the place And with no intentions of ever hittin' on the brakes People of Springfield, heed this warning! Twisted tail, a thousand eyes, trapped forever!

Roll the dice like euro, play cards like Uno Chances with me are too low, you know I put nuts and guts in yo spaghetti noodles Like eat em up, foamin up like Cujo And who knows when there's weed smoke who blows, who goes It's time for too low I go and spit shit, rip it in half yeah And I'm the mothafuckin best, I'm a beast And naw this ain't no mothafuckin test in these streets I, I, I rip shit ..I'm a beast

Bitch! haha Let me come back at em, right fast, right fast, Like this.. Crack a few bottles, smoke a few blunts And I did eat a few magic mushrooms once I gotta get up on the beat, there is no sheet to read I'm bout to beat up a beat and watch that mothafucka bleed I'm ridin' with the top back, ridin' with the shotgun Ridin' wit a fat sack of weed in a Honda Ridin' wit my partners, ridin' wit a few chicks Still ridin' wit the weed I'm about to take a few hits Who's this new kid? They call that boy Jaden Everybody keeps on hatin' but the hatin' does not fade him Cause the haters are small like a raisin That Jaden kid is blazin' hot he's on fire put him out, it's amazing How this kid does what he does, get ya guns I'mma run this town tonight and smash this beat into some crumbs Because I don't give a fuck, I'm a murderous kid And I'm on my murderous shit you never heard of this shit I'm sloppy drunk drivin' on the curb and swervin' and shit I'm bout to put a red dot on yo forehead like where is your turban up in this bitch I'm slurpin' the syrup and smokin the purple, hurtin' the beat and servin' this shit I'm geeked up I'm on my Erkle shit, yeah I'm a fuckin' nerd in this bitch Sure enough I'm screwed up, I'm movin like a turtle in this Still slurpin' the syrup and at the same time you girlfriends slurpin' my dick Oh I'm so hurtful with this, No you can't do it like me This is how I rip through a beat, I've proven I'm G O O D Dum Ditty Dum I'm so dumb, sipping rum getting drunk Like a bum, plumb kush got me numb I'm hittin ya ear drum, gettin it poppin' like gum And I make the beat moan until I make it cum Like Uhh, I'm so nasty with this shit she asked me to fuck her fastly then lastly she sucked my dick I pulled her Khakis off her hips then gladly liked her lips Her good tastin' pussy got me happy in this bitch She got that siamese cat, that wild beast cat I make it purr but don't be fooled she got that kinda mean cat I call it Siamese because she has no hair between that Pair of legs of hers you should really see that I had to do this one here man there was no other option Cause the beat is so sick, I love the way that it's knockin' Girls love the way I'm talkin and rappin' and hip-hoppin' And rock' and robbin' robbers then mobbin' like Mary Poppins

Never in my life have I ever been a bitch Or a snitch, I'm a baller that loves to talk shit I'm a hustla, my money is comin' from my chicks And my chain is hella stupid, it's fruity just like Trix I know people that sell bricks but only dro is what I pitch Wake up fro school at around six, go and hit fiends up wit the fix Takin' bitches bang em like crips, rob rich kids and hit these licks I don't care who the fuck I lick, don't give a fuck about the pigs I'm tryna get big. Homie me, myself and I got me rich Besides the fact that I can flow and I be comin up wit these hits I gotcha girlfriend on my cock like she's riding stick shift Because my dick is hella big she had to cross over the bridge But now she's talkin' bout havin' kids, fuck that shit I gotta dip Got my shit, got up in the whip, got the philly lit You can tell my the way I spit that I'm feelin' it Cause my shit is so legit, Ho my flow is sick Call the medics I mean it, I really really mean it Cause my flows sicker than you have ever seen it I got the paramedics worried and the doctors are very scared You cannot compare to me bitch I caught you unprepared And it's like a fuckin' heart attack every time I start to rap Then put the beat in a coma, Tacoma is where my fuckin' heart is at I got a cold man I'm hella Ill, My flow is sick I spit to kill Bitch I wanna be the meanest, watch me achieve it Talk shit bitch I mean it man you can get deleted man I'm ahead of all you snails man it ain't fair You can hate me all you want I don't give a care Cause I'm livin' life good, got it made like an artifact My flow is so sick I make it look like it ain't hard to rap Bitch I'm geekin', Like I'm on a pill I'm rippin this shit I don't even use skill Bitch I'm out [Verse 2 MC ReguL8te] (Freestyle) You fuck with me I'll strangle you with my microphone cord Hate on me cause I love the lord, bout to strangle Pam The Scam Light her up like a Thanksgiving holiday ham Fuck with me I'll run you over in my motherfuckin' van I'm MC ReguL8te I'm gonna make Pam The Scam disintegrate I'm gonna crush her neck like a broken snail Fuck with me when I strangulate the bitch I'll leave her dead and pale I'll fuckin' crush her neck like a fuckin' snail I'm comin' back like the joker Jack Nicholson I'll punch Tampon Shawn in his mouth till there's blood stains tricklin' Poppin' Vicodin, I don't fuck with the glitz, I'd rather be titty fuckin big sexy tits, not giving a fuck I'll glock a motherfucker standin' on top of my roof Rest in peace Big Proof, Gettin' drunk off that fifth I'm gonna throw Pam The Scam off a cliff, believe the myth Fuck with me I'll leave you dead with the fuckin' gunshot, you get taught I don't fuck with the glitz, chop you up into bits Cumeney corn, smoke butorn Cutey bitch wearin' a dirty tampon I'm comin' back like the '05 Sean Alexander I'll beat the shit outta Pam The Scam like a salamander No need for slander That's hard huh, hehehe.