[q-tip]QuestionWhat is it that everybody hasAnd some pirates and theives try to take[chorus]Da booty (and if you is a crook than you takin’ it)Da booty (and if you got money you shakin’ it)Da booty (come on everybody that’s here, that’s wordTo phife dawg and my man shaheed)[q-tip]I give my promise to all y’all to keep my shit hittin’Half of y’all claim dog but now a light kittenFlippin’ on brothers just like mary lou rettonGet off that ass and see what I’m settin’Born with this inside, you just can’t get itThis is the lethal pop and you have no weaponWho is the native brother who keep asses steppin’Make deep impressions and constantly be reppin’[phife]When I was young I’d stretch gouch yoNow I’m on letterman, on the couch yoThe black thing with knives is called the back do’Can’t we be cool instead of being foul thoughGhetto child dreams of fast cars and fast dollarsImpressions of live sometimes makes ya hollerScream all that devil shit and talk like a scholarYou dumb as a doorknob, and why do you bother[q-tip]Phife dawg puttin’ the bite back in yoursTop dog, puttin’ it up, flick his ballsMc from now til I get a frownShake that ass girl because you world renownedWake up, look at the sun, see the sightsBull duke, you’ve got to die for your rightsMc’s, y’all got to work for the micZombies, do it from dusk to the night[chorus][q-tip]Rock to the beat, yo it’s never the sameGood girls usually got good gameHot cats tearin’ that ass out the frillsBlock ass, you had no skills, that’s the realsMake this money without the frictionTake this honey, there goes your dictionRappers better retreat, fix your jointsMy whole crew got bumps on they points[phife]Rumors being spread ’bout me and my clickWe can’t rock shows and our rhymes ain’t shhhMight not’ve heard it, or maybe you haveBetween me and you, they can kiss my assUsed to get angry, used to get quite vexedBut say what you may, just cash my check’cause all I’m ever guilty of is going on tourDoing shows galore, and bringin’ it raw[chorus]