Who Am I (feat. Twista)

Who am I, **** with the blunt, steady trippin'

Sippin' on the concoction, with the gun cocked in

Drum knockin', gotta get off

Bitches and killas in the front watchin'

Flowin' with like a finna studda some

Betta come off a by the ton, brotha run, I hope he said he were

I'ma flow until my belly hurt

Pimp **** rockin' on the stage and rock on in the petty shirt

Let it ruff, ooh, feels like anotha one

(Who you be?) Mr. Shystie

The one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice tea

The motherfucker most likely

To get into it with the opposition in my position

I break 'em off when I give 'em the heat

Steady reefer rollin', bullets, body decomposin'

I dismember the weak on a Timbaland beat

You remember the deep conversation we had

When my adrenalin was rushin', check yo brakes and knee pads

When the Twista get to bustin', parties gon' get rushed in

I can make 'em hit the dance flo', brothas, bitches, and hustlers

I get up in the guts, homie, never phony

Hit em' wicked when they run up on me

And motherfuckers still don't know me

Let 'em know slowly

(Who you be?) I'm the one that stay high

Same **** rock a party, rock a body

Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky

Let the shawties fly (Who am I, who you be?)

I'm the one that's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi

Verbal homicide, everybody duck

With the party up and pimp strut

T-N-T, now what's up (Who am I?)

(Who you be?) I'm the one that stay high

Same **** rock a party, rock a body

Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky

Let the shawties fly (Who am I, who you be?)

I'm the one that's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi

Verbal homicide, everybody duck

With the party up and pimp strut

T-N-T, now what's up

(Who you be?) Who am I? The one that's surrounded by the wood

500 with the rims dippin' through the hood

Up to no good thats why I steady stay misunderstood

And I'm always in the mix of some shit

Scoop a shawty if she thick

And the bitch getta grip on them hips

Put the dick on the lips, top it doggie style, she my homie gal

So I tricked on that bitch (Now who you be?)

The one who's on the dance floors

That's gon' be one of them assholes

Freak on a bad ho, you'se could really wanna flash gold

Turn a hater to a sass ho

Play and ballin' up at Cape Town, strippin' went down

Steady, tippin' off of CD's and tapes

Though see **** see G's to take

Run up to the car, got no thangs

They got CD's to break, no easy pace (Who you be?)

The crime cause other obituary and eulogy

Photo stank and y'all be who to see

Only smokin' it with you and me

Lets go hang out where the booty be

Always on somethin', no frontin'

Yello wide ol' belly in the po funkin'

Grinnin' while I'm bending the curb

On the journey journey for herb

Always tellin' somebody to smoke somethin'

True indeed

(Who you be?) I'm the one that stay high

Same **** rock a party, rock a body

Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky

Let the shawties fly (Who am I, who you be?)

I'm the one that's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi

Verbal homicide, everybody duck

With the party up and pimp strut

T-N-T, now what's up (Who am I?)

(Who you be?) I'm the one that stay high

Same **** rock a party, rock a body

Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky

Let the shwaties fly (Who am I, who you be?)

I'm the one that's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi

Verbal homicide, everybody duck

With the party up and pimp strut

T-N-T, now what's up

(Who you be?) The one that's flowin' fluently

Make yo baby say goo to me

Whatcha did to her

Didn't match what I hit her for

'Cause the game might get at ya

Get it, get it, girl

I don't know what you was waitin' on

But if you ain't with a partna

This young monster's a fly guy

Shake a lil bit of dat body

We gon' party till we sky high

To my playas and soldiers, shady ****, young thugs, and strap holders

Pimps strikin' fees and red bones

Ghetto fees and Gs and MC's for the rap folders

The one that be kickin' off air time

From sunrise to bedtime

All of y'all need to know me, the one and only

Pimp slash brotha, Twista, from the Chi

Makin' competition die slowly

Who am I?

(Who you be?) I'm the one that stay high

Same **** rock a party, rock a body

Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky

Let the shawties fly (Who am I, who you be?)

I'm the one that's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi

Verbal homicide, everybody duck

With the party up and pimp strut

T-N-T, now what's up (Who am I?)

(Who you be?) I'm the one that stay high

Same **** rock a party, rock a body

Make ya throw ya hands up in the sky

Let the shawties fly (Who am I, who you be?)

I'm the one that's gon' get buck, T straight from the Chi

Verbal homicide, everybody duck

With the party up and pimp strut

T-N-T, now what's up