(hello)Major competition, don't go switchin' games now that...Major competition, don't go switchin' games now that I'm hittin'Light moving, time moving, the earth movesAnd opium, but I'm moving fasterNiggas got another thing comingIf they anticipate that I'm just some rapperTraditions and customs, life can't come customizedFuck what you accustomed toLike gaps in skylines I find it you'll get used toAnd continue what you used to doOld head try to school me on something uselessI'm truant, if his two cents worth more than a nuisanceI'd be rich off of loose changeI'm congruent now, explainSimeon and Levy, Spank Rocks with twin powerPrepped to change things when the minute matched the hourPopped a collar, rolled dollar on the nightstandGot a plan, to pick up and dick down RoxanneMajor competition, don't go switchin' games now that I'm hittin'Major competition, don't go switchin' games now that I'm hittin'Major competition, don't go switchin' games now that I'm hittin'Major competition, don't go switchin' games (games)Stand with my gun upProtecting the children in my yardThe fruit on trees, fertile soil, spring wellLibrary, artwork, family hymns, that's rightI'm so committed, hit itPuff and bubble and blowUF, H2, XOX, or Hall and OB-boys want to take up the whole dance floorLike they showing something that we never seen beforeThat's pure shit bull, ain't no goodTriple X triple plat, knock on woodLived on, mixed on, fixed on, hoodNiggas always can't won't don't but shouldHow can we protect what's goodDie for the message I will and wouldBig Bad Spankrock, Big Bad SpankrockRap like a rap nigga should...These hipsters think they slickLet the drum put the rhythm in your hipBitch chill with that you know I'm too cool for that sugarShake that nasty shitI got soul, let me know if you want someOh these hoes don't want noneThey just want to ride it, can't deny itBanging their back to the kick drum, figureDon't start none won't be none niggaDon't fall for that black, snap the bigger pictureCome back to my lairStrip down to your underwearLet yourself go[talking]Come here and act like you're all cool and shitThink you're all cool and shitI wouldn't be so sure about that niggaSpank RockThese hipsters think they slickLet the drum put the rhythm in your hipBitch chill with that you know I'm too cool for that sugarShake that nasty shitI got soul, let me know if you want someOh these hoes don't want noneThey just want to ride it, can't deny itBanging their back to the kick drum, figureDon't start none won't be none niggaDon't fall for that black, snap the bigger pictureCome back to my lairStrip down to your underwearLet yourself goThese hipsters think they slickLet the drum put the rhythm in your hipBitch chill with that you know I'm too cool for that sugarShake that nasty shitI got soul, let me know if you want someOh these hoes don't want noneThey just want to ride it, can't deny itBanging their back to the kick drum, figureDon't start none won't be none niggaDon't fall for that black, snap the bigger pictureCome back to my lairStrip down to your underwearLet yourself goThese hipsters think they slickLet the drum put the rhythm in your hipBitch chill with that you know I'm too cool for that sugarShake that nasty shitI got soul, let me know if you want someOh these hoes don't want noneThey just want to ride it, can't deny itBanging their back to the kick drum, figureDon't start none won't be none niggaDon't fall for that black, snap the bigger pictureCome back to my lairStrip down to your underwearLet yourself go
