Mystical - Tarantula Lyrics

[Mystikal]

Oh bitch I'm country as cowboy boots

High debut beating boy band groups

Nigga let me know what the f*ck y'all want do

Either keep up or you can't, can't

Met 'em through a bar-b-q, cracker through yo' thang, thang

I ain't come here for no dumb shit

You think you one of the hardest nigga, lyrics of the drum kick

When it's finished over and done with

I'ma smoke a blunt and knock the pussy off of some bitch

I ain't no speedy when you say I beat it too much

I ain't gone eat it, you ready go drown me and I pound it enough

See me losin' f*ck the big butt women

Woman walkin' funny pussy up in her stomach

Sittin' in the front cause T.V.'s runnin'

Peanut-butter leather seat, with Big Truck on it

I must've kidnapped the nigga man-huntin'

Cause I heard 'em hollain' hold on baby I'm comin'



[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]

Far away the stars, never thought we would get this far

But bitch I told, do what you're spoused to

Give me brains, stop lookin' strange fix your jeans

It's just like I told you, walk like I'm spoused to



[Mystikal]

Man I'm the only mother-f*ckin' black prince of the south

So ba-ba-balubop, bitch watch out

I make yo' momma shake her tail feather

Don't tell yo' daddy that I'm here, cause you know I make him feel great

Gone get yo' sex, you just turn me on

While he down there quotin bed, I know you not gone sing that song

I hit the chart enough to move off, my homie cool off, before you knows ???

I give it to him and this bitch can't handle

Or ugly jealous mother-f*cker this shit jammin'

Ridiculous amounts of raw uncut talent

On top of 8th street kicks Indiana

No callin' me big bucks no wammies

This year I'm screamin' Jive Records Big Truck God Damn it

Heads up high enough so you can move

Rank CEO slash Rapper, slash fool



[Chorus]



[Mystikal]

I'm fixin' to blow up like the jar of ??

Ever the vesent ?? come get me

Grammy nominated, especially

The Soul Train award winner, call me black Elvis Presly

You probably ?? but you see me on

Either 106 & Park, Queen Latifah, Chris Rock, or Jenny Jones

Knock down buildin's, chop down trees

I kick so f*ckin' hard they say, "You's Japanese!"

I'm up in the minute because of what I invent

Look at your over there with your seatbelt, like I'm ???

A.k.a the tarantula, hot rhymes comin' from a cannista'

They keepin' my fan for somethin' to brag on

These people in here ain't leavin' 'til I finish my f*ckin' last song

Bitch walk like a balberin, tall dark and cut

Now keep your f*ckin' hos down



[Chorus 2x w/Mystikal saying "Tarantula"]



[Butch Cassidy]

South and the West come together

However, we plan on doing this shit quite clever

My nigga Mystikal, it's ya boy Butch Cass'

And we put a foot off in they ass