Ahh you don't stop
You don't stop you don't stop
O.C.'s on the mic and you don't stop
You don't stop you don't stop
Big L is on the other you don't stop
You don't stop and you don't stop
Mr. Walt on the beat you don't stop
Check it out, yo

[Verse 1: O.C.]

Yo, I'm looking for the big C notes like Al Pacino
Here's a new slang word: you pussino
What it means is just that: PUSS
My nickname to some know me as Mush
Fly like a Testarossa, my God
Do not attempt to diss me and my squad
Diggin in the Crates Crew click my brother
I'm on the mic, Big L is on the other
For those that know me, indeed I flow
Maneuvers, like shells bust from a Luger
Satisfaction, I bring the action
Blowin your backs in, with only a fraction
A mic set, mindset; O.C. design this
Finest, rap lord, Your Highness
Pulsating, vibrating, Shorty Wop
On the dance floor with the hips gyrating, come here
Ass swinging like a chandalier; like
A cat in heat, with her ass all up in the air
Bust this, who said I can't cut the mustard
Rapping is a bitch boy and I got a lust for it

[Chorus]

If you want it, we got it
Ladies, spot it
No doubt about it
Fly and exotic
When we on the scene it's a major plus
And whoever facing us we dangerous

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Big L]

I be that smooth cat you never seen rolling with clowns
One of the few from Uptown that's holding it down
Hoes is on me like I'm welfare, even rich ones
That live in Bel Air, is this Big L? yeah, hell yeah
Word up, I use a chrome gat to push domes back
Watch how you talk when you call me, Feds got the phone tapped
This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got
Mega ice in it, push an Infinite, chrome rims, light tinted
You can see pal, it's all about me now
Twenty G's a show punk three thou just to freestyle
I made this cheese it didn't grow on trees
Can you hold something? Sure, you can hold on these
Yo I'm fat like the old Cray-on, smooth as Rayon
L is who the ladies stay on (yeah baby, play on)
I chew chumps like chewsticks, known for dropping new hits
I know you want me ho if I was you I'd want me too bitch!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: O.C.]

Time to show, who get it on like soap
Derived from nature so I'm pure like snow
Brown skinned n***a with a low cut Caesar
Traveling the world with my name on the visa, as said
O.C. legendary already
Rhyme flow cut like a machete
First time rappers, I bust your cherries
Bitch hold still so I can put it in steady
The more you squirm, the more pain I'm a inflict
She stayed still and let me pump this dick
Microphone raw digging, almost won't fit in
I'm still hard when I'm busting off semen
Semi; y'all in my way, OK rhymes are gay
I'm a make you a M.I.A
Cause I find you not a itsy-bitsy bit raw
I'm a grind you like the bicuspidses in my jaws
When I rock it feel like you being fucked
On all fours, this ain't meant for the stores
This is for the n***as in the clubs with thug mugs
And for the chicks thinking they cute [???]

Shaolin (making money!)
N***as in Brooklyn (ma-making money!)
Queens and the Bronx (making money!)
Yeah, Manhattan (ma-making money!)

[Verse 4: Big L]

I rock the blue face Prezzie, pockets heavy with cheddi
I met these two lezzies in a Chevy Betty and Desi
They like to menage-a-trois, then blase blah
With L Corleone cause I'm a suave star

[Verse 5: O.C.]

No doubt Baby Pah, platinum rings, mean n***as
Looking at my ice from the chain it swing
In the party, pop Dom, lamping like a Don
Low key smiling at the bitches with my gold teeth

[Verse 6: Big L]

You can't fuck with the Crates cause we just too hot
So all that mess you pop I suggest you stop
Quit while you ahead cause you ain't built like that
Better chill cause on the real cats get killed like that

[Verse 7: O.C.]

Mmhmm, two crisp type figures, clean cut n***as
Plussed out cribs rock twin Ac Vigors
Living life to the fullest getting rich ain't far
Chilling with women banking dough avoiding sluts and scars

[Chorus]