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Here Comes Tecca Nina lyrics
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Voiceover: "Message marked urgent" Announcer: Hey hey hey, what's sizzlin' everybody Northside, southside, east and west I'd like to welcome everybody to Absolute Power, baby This is big Chris Calico reportinfrom Kansas City, Missouri Bout to world premiere another one of those other ones from that psycho y'all know and love, my nigga, Tech N9ne! [Verse 1] I be bustin' (bustin') parents be fussin' and cussin' Cuz all I talk about is silicone and muffins (muffins) So if you didn't come to hear some strip club hits Then get the hell on cause I'm gettin' my mail on; I'm hustlin' I'm talkin' about foes and I'm talkin' bout fans and kitties I'm talkin' about hoes and I'm talkin' bout Kansas City Thats where I dwell wit wit, my my bills And I, I, I will pop hot rocks for real Venomous, when it gets HOT The Tech straight killin' hatas, when it gets ROCK The sex rates genemater, so dont miss SHOT Spits quick game innovator Chick generator quick trip James Lemonator This is the beginnin' of blingin' and houses and women Welcomin' angels and demons and cowards are sent it I'm alive and well but demise will bring ghost stories When I rise in hell them alive will still vote for me [Hook]2x Watch out, cuz here comes Tecca Nina Roll out, cuz here comes Tecca Nina Drop down, cuz here comes Tecca Nina Here comes Tecca Nina Here comes Tecca Nina Here comes Tecca Nina [Verse 2] Bonzai, baby everyone's high Smokin' and drinkin' and poppin' so hurry come fly Cuz I plenty rolled, and I got plenty dough And we got plenty hoes, we roll on 24's What it is, what it was, what it shall be What the bliz, what the L, where the Belvi Caribou Lou is 151 and Malibu Rum and pineapple So whats this weakness you tryinto sell me I represent, the Rouge Dawg Villain niggas Betta repent, the foes all feelin' triggas You got me tempt, we rolls all billa scrilla Roll call villain killas, froze y'all fill in millas This be the best time To bust ya best rhyme You bring ya best rhyme I'm on yo next line And when I flex mine I see respect signs Call the request line And just say TECH N9NE! [Hook] [Verse 3] They call me Tecca Nina, that be my nick name I often wreck arenas, most of em chicks man Spoil us wit checks and Visa, thats how we spit game Havin' them bless the weiner, I love to get brain Four chicks in the back of the truck Backin' it up, suckin' on tongues laughin' it up Gassed in the cut, bustin' the buns slappin' it up Quick wrappin' it up, we trust wit no funds Then passin' the butt Absolute when I shoot the shit Choose the chicks wit flows that you used to get Take em to Adam's house, and rat em out Or take em down to Wes' get breastes up in ya face And scat em out Make room, for the crew and beats that thump I got the sickness horny chicks mighty mind B Straight doom, for the crew that see it like chumps I bring em six-six triple eight forty-six, ninety nine three [Hook] 2x End of message: Hey yo Tech, wussup, it's yo nigga Cut man Hey I'm lovin that shit nigga Make sure you do that Kansas City shit dogg You know what I'm sayin, rep the town  More Tech N9ne Song Lyrics
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