Method Man - Mi Casa
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Mi Casa Lyrics

[Redman]
[Verse 1]

Whatcu crazy?!?
Since a buck tooth baby, Doc
Was like straight fuck you pay me like Jay-Z
Lazzy Niggas complain
Doc load up the cartridge and start kickin game like Acclain
Those who you call Doggs rat your name
Those who say they love you attack your change
Thats why i fold down 4 fingers
Say fuck the world and Jimmy da earth out with Coat hangers
Rap game n street game dont sleep
Its a cold world betta pack yer own heat
Niggas aint happy to the cash on "E"
Then the hash and the cat and a bag is on me
Yeah Right!
My bear hugz air tight
New Yorkerz no no turnin on a redlight
Me against 40 of you? a fair fight
Microphones get took you shook wear white

[Chorus]

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
And it's your stopper meth tical man and funk docta

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
Hit it Hip Hoppers turn it up a notch make it it hotter

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
I'm warnin' you partna meth tical man and funk docta

[Method Man]
[Verse 2]

Every time I turn around somebody in my business
Time for you to testify can I get a witness
Actin like bitches
Dirty Dick niggas look suspicous
Ain't physically fit for the fitness
Welcome to the game of death
Polly wanna biscut?
First prize a one way ticket to my shit list
And I spread it like a rumour or a sickness
Stand-by let a chicken head lay a chicklet
Can I slap a fat ass with da quickness
Stupid ass niggas goin abroad nigga get tha syphilis
Comin' through son I'ma fuck you and your district
Misrepresentin' misinterpreting and des misfit
Playboy, you ain't got no balls plus you're dickless
And I'm like a plumber layin' pipe up in your missus
No man can hold hold me nor can control me
Next time you see me, holla like you know me!

[Chorus]

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
And it's your stopper meth tical man and funk docta

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
Hit it Hip Hoppers turn it up a notch make it it hotter

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
I'm warnin' you partna meth tical man and funk docta

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
And it's your stopper

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
Bomb Droppa

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
Hit it Hip Hoppers

You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
I'm warnin' you partna

Songwriter(s): Erick S. Sermon, Clifford Smith, Reggie Noble
Copyright: Universal Music - Careers, Cady Songs O.B.O. Funky Noble Productions, Universal Music - Z Tunes LLC, Wu Tang Publishing Inc., Erick Sermon Ent. Inc.
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