Comin' At Yo Ass

[Chorus: Carmike] Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, Carmike, Carmike Carmike, Carmike, Carmike [Verse 1: Carmike] I float like a butterfly, I stings like a bee I’m-uh, rough and rugged as a motherfuckin' tree One, two, three and don’t forget four Niggas that I flex with and wrestle to the fucking floor One pop, two pop, sweat starts to pop, then I drop Skinny Pimp kicks in the door, and he starts to wreck shop Was that psychic shit, that 211 must have hit? He picked me up for another, wipe the flames from my lips He yelled, “Are you alright? My nig? My nigga? My man?” I am what I am, and that’s all that I am But I left rings around his nose like Toucan Sam Whoa, whoa, whoa, there goes Mrs. Claude She likely into pimp ridin', that ain't for fuckin' shorty That bitch is constantly chewin', but the bitch is constantly usin' Cause no-uh, can't get this penis, if it's you, bitch, I saw in my dream And I am a roughneck, so the veins in my neck, you check I want you [Chorus] Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike [Verse 2: Carmike] I drop off smooth spleens on your portrayal of your defence I really don't like Christmas, 'cause I'm the damn Grinch And for me, it’s easy to break you off somethin' Somethin' like what? My foot broke off in your damn butt Get guts, then get nuts, my rhyme kick like Mack Truck That gangster, I'm the realster and the pimpster The deuce, oh, not the four, oh, I can rap, ho John Wayne on your ass, cause you're dealin' with the mack, jack So roll up another indo sack, buy another pint of Yak So welcome to the underground, in the cells, where I dwell Better be down with this motherfuckin' pimp sound, well bitch, I'm versatile What, you don't believe me? Watch how I rock the crowd When I come with that wicked shit (Guess who?) It’s Carmike (Carmike) Damn, that nigga never quits, but I can't 'cause I'm [Outro] Carmike, Carmike, Carmike Carmike, Carmike, Carmike Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass Carmike, Carmike, comin' at your ass Carmike, comin' at your ass Carmike, comin' at your ass Carmike, comin' at your ass, comin' at your ass