You that new green nigga Kutt Calhoun (Who that?)
You know that big-lip pretty nigga wit the gold teeth (oh) be rapping with Tech,
Heard he just signed a big deal, an estimated 5 or 6 million
That nigga fine if he willing, I'mma blow his mind (bitch!)
Big lips and all the things involved got your whole brain dissolved
You couldn't squeeze in these drawers if you was my dick and balls
I tell you man, theses dames are lame, greedy, raunchy, and dykes
A nigga gets a bit of fame and Bianca's be like:
(Sow yo' ro-yal oats,)
Biatrice's sayin' (Hell yeah yeah yeah yeah)
But Kutty be like (Ho no slow yo' roll)
Buffoon to busy tryin' to zoom off into the (upper room!)
Claiming they Cath-o-lic, licking asses, off ecstasy
Weed and hashes, and hits of acid, addressing me
Just 'cause I rap, bitch you gettin' nasty
Gone wit'cho nasty ass pizzazz ashy slash sassy, Beatrice!
Biatrices means more than one Bianca
They actresses, bring 'em sex toys and ganja
We activists, ain't no yes boys, we monsters
And macks at this, ring ya best noise we conquer
The fact is this: say you don't wanna when you want to
Relax to this ecstasy and Willy Wonka
We slaps a bitch, 'cuz me and my niggas are bonkers
We stacks the hits, no Coleco, Tyco, or Tonkas
Emaculate get the motherfucker you honor
A laxative, cause they boo-boo bitin' piranhas
My gats'll spit, 'til you player haters are goners
Like Maximus, I'm gladiator for na-na
My raps assist the beat that disturbin' ya mama
They scrap to this, welcome wicked witness the trauma
So clap to this, while you puffin' yo' marijuana
Get back to this, (what) Biatrice's and Bianca's
Yo, yo, yo, baby...
I'm so sorry if your name is Bianca or Beatrice...
I know they givin' you a hard time about it, you know what I'm sayin'? (laughs)
Ey yo, it's just some lingo, though, Tech N9ne lingo, you know what I'm sayin?
My brother Dyno Mack, he's a god damn fool, came up with that shit in LA, doe.
Baby I'm so sorry, you know what I'm sayin', if your name is Bianca, and Beatrice, hey...