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Mystikal - Y'all Ain't Ready Yet (1995) - With Song Lyrics, Video and Free MP3 Download.


  Mystikal ~ "Y'all Ain't Ready Yet"  








Year: 1995
RecordLabel: Jive 42330
ChartPosition: R&B #41, US #106
Album: Mystikal





Man, them niggas can`t fuck with you, man, fuck them niggas man

I know, I, I, I know
I know y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me cause I can`t
Fuck with my damn self
I know, I know y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me I
I know y`all niggaz
Ungh, got-damn it took a nigga
Thirteen motherfucking years through this shit
Bruh, I been rappin since La-Di-Da-Di some fucking where
I know y`all niggaz I know y`all niggaz I know y`all niggaz
Aw shit, it`s on nigga

I`m still not that nigga to fuck with buster, bad for your ho health
I know y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me cause I can`t fuck with my damn self

See can`t nobody fly, through the swamp and bayou, like I do
I know y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me and they can`t but they try to
Some niggaz just need to be warned
It`s gonna be harder to get it up on a my own
Nigga go ring the alarm
Matter fact better know what it take
For the back of your head to hit that grass
Let` s get this straight from the jump
I ain`t playing with your bitch ass
These outside niggaz that run to the mic better come clean
Fuckin with that Saudi Arabian
Desert Storm veteran 12th ward offspring
I`m runnin these niggaz to the jets
To the hills, to the back of the tracks
A-A-ask them hos, did I do that?
I`m coming boisterous with 5 million switches
I`m the man with single and double and triple
And four five six time them bitches
I`m the nigga with the go head, fuckin your bitch up in your bed
Standin 5 foot `leven dick crooked like a roach leg
Much bone and I don`t fail a test
Little nigga fuck hos both sides of the river
I can`t be fucked with, you can`t touch this better grab hold
Bitch I`m so cold I`m like a 24 year-old north pole
Give a fuck about these raggly ass hoes
Grippin my nuts as I strut in my baggy ass Girbauds
Makin em stop, (bigidabounce) pause, Like Jubilee All
I`m harder than a nigga watchin` Janet Jackson in draws
But if ya catch me on the tv, or the radio spell it
M-Y-S-T-I-K-A-L y`all ain`t ready though

I`m still not that nigga to fuck with buster, bad for your ho health
I know y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me cause I can`t fuck with my damn self

I`m still not that nigga to fuck with buster, bad for your ho health
I know y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me cause I can`t fuck with my damn self

So Mystikal, in your own words could you explain your style?
I gotta get a rhyme that can tumble through the air like a Rambo spear
See y`all can stop lookin at another nigga
Face cause bitch the man right here
You nigga didn`t think that I could swing mine
Bitch I`m doing bad and saying rhymes at the same time (I ain`t lying)
Talking behind my back don`t make me no nevermind
Cause all you can say is I`m smarter than Einstein
I`m fire like Cayenne
You`ll never catch me cause I`m swift as a hyena
Gimme the chance I`ll rock the lakefront arena
Like Teena Marie be rockin Tipitina`s (damn Gina)
Tall dark strong long and lean ain`t nobody comin cleaner
It`s all in the way I lay my game down
Watch me swing with the gillotine rollin round nigga town
But everybody think these niggaz be wantin me
To prove that I`m the man
Bitch I`m colder than a freezer, cooler than a fan
I got no love for no b-i-e-otch
Matter fact`s been that way since I was wearin osh kosh b`gosh
But yet y`all steadily trying to squab bout me
When I come in this door the only thing y`all can do is talk about me
Better get some business about yourself that`s what you better do
Matter fact I`m a tell you mother fuckers three things I`m a never do
One never gonna change my style
Two never gonna bounce, three never gonna bow
I`m gettin tired of being sick and tired
Nigga you got a problem with me gettin` high
Suck big dick and die
Same rhyme phrase get me paid, they can`t fade
The tan shade man with the braids
Bitches peep as I creep through the 12th ward
I done offended these niggaz compare me
To niggaz that gotta practice looking hard
Bitch-a won`t leave me alone
I`m not that Thug and I`m not that Ruggish but I do pack Bone
Black prince of the south that`s my title
Bitch I`m whoo chka ckha oooooww! bad like Michael
I`m throwin rhymes at a steady flow
(Inhaling) whoo there they go y`all niggaz ain`t ready yo

I`m still not that nigga to fuck with buster, bad for your ho health
I know y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me cause I can`t fuck with my damn self

Bitch I pimp hos instead of an army petty shit it don`t harm me
Bitch I`m entertaining like Cedric and I`m mac like Bernie
I`m black like Menace and I`m g like Slimm
I`m Sporty like T and I`m smooth like Tim
I can click just like the boot camp but I`m conscious like daughter
Bitch I`m insane but um, you still be wantin
To claim that I`m your partner
I`m Down just like Bust plus I`m Ice just like Mike
And I`m the living lyrical miracle I`m just ice like precise
I`m the invisible man you blind you can`t see shit
Picture I got more bitches on my dick than bitches at FREAKNIK



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