[Chorus]   I say   I can give it to you but whatcha gon do wit it,   I can give it to you but whatcha gon doo [2x]   wha-wha wha-wha whaaat      [Jayo Felony]   I can give it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it   When Im in Texas Im bumpin' screw music   With Big Mike and Scarface and Luke loop   Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke duke   When Im in Miama I go to scoop Luke   To see the peep show and hit the duke shoot   Went to Branson, back to back, Lex coup   Up in "Harlem World" in my Timb boots   Two suckers had beef so I watched them shoot   Called up Benny Rat, copped a bullet proof   Seen T-Funk he took is to the fruit   Then he went to the Tunnell and brought down the roof   Mink coats and moet, bitches drippin sweat   Slang a cassette to Funkmaster Flex   And now Im bumpin' on East Coast tapedecks   Went from Swatch to platinum Rolex   S.D., Jersey we getting more sex   flow next   go next      [Chorus]      [Hook]   Im too sexy for my motherfuckin hood, hood   Im too sexy for my motherfuckin low ridahh [2x]      [Method Man]   If my niggas cant eat then yall niggaz cant sleep   I just begun to peep Nightmare on Elm Street   Release from Jones Beach to South Beach, capeesh?   Kickin dust as I bust, .... peace   And all them crooked cops on the beat   My niggas bring the funk like your Grandpa feet   Til death do us part, save my bullets for the charts   With darts, like HBO watching after dark   No love for a mark, even less for a trick   That wanna be like Mike, Mike who my ...   Real shit hotness   Run wit my niggas that aint got shit   Pop shit, and peddle poetry for profit   One time, out for mine, but cant stop it   Trying to keep they hands in my pocket   So I bring obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic   Leave the crop scene spotless   Mix the green with the chocolate, heres the topic   Niggas, synchronize your watches   We're goin in, wit nothing but a clan logo   Mr. meth, (DMX!)   Im running loco   motherfucker   [Chorus]      [Hook]      [DMX]   I got a wicked flow and Im gonna kick it yo   Feel the pressure   Snatching niggas up just like a chain off the dresser   Niggas hit me with the best shit then what   I shake that bullshit off [arf arf arf] then go ...   Ive been down too long, cant a motherfucker show me nothing   Y'all .. niggas is duckin me like you owe me something   I got more homies than an esse, but lets say   I couldnt talk you wouldnt walk my way on your best day   The best way you can hope to get close to me   Is right here under my wing like you're supposed to be   The first time you start acting fuckin strange    Best to be ducking range   Talkin shit wearing a fuckin' chain   I break niggaz like promises   Split em' open like Thomas'   And sell more drugs than a pharmacist   Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent crime   Attitude that doesnt mind doing time      [Chorus]      [Hook]