That Nigga Ain’t Shit!(Explicit) - Mystikal

I woke up this morning dick rock hard had to piss so bad
That sh*t made me say God Lord, dick harder then a Armadillo
So I went in the bathroom and drained the little fellow
Flush the toilet, washed my hands, took off my silk shirt
And piss down my pants I was rolling to meet this
B**ch in 'bout an hour [Incomprehensible]and grabbed
And toweled and jumped my stankin' a**in the shower
And now I'm feelin' better at least I'm smellin' better instead
Of a combination of p**sy and cheddar, I still smelled like
Last night's f**k, so washed my lips, fingertips
But I can't forget to wipe under the nuts, blow my nose
Wash my toes, then my asshole, foggin' up the mirrors
Never go wet all my f**kin' clothes, ain't that a b**ch
I'm already runnin' late, thinkin' I ain't got to do nothin'
Now I gotta change my outfit stepped to the closet
And scanned the wardrobe seen that silk shirt, Tommy, f**k it
I'll wear that Polo though, Girbauds and Polo socks
Slipped on the Fila's 'cause it was too hot to bust the
Timbo high tops, I looked in the mirror one last time for kicks
Like I really had to check, like I ain't know I was the sh*t
Everything was in place, pearly whites, brown complexion
Daily braids and daily face, mirror, mirror, wasup?
Who's the most stuck up?I'm better than b**ch
I just f**ked that stankin' slut, that's the thought for the day
I'm 'bouts to cut that hoe she can't f**k anyways
Now I'm back on my mission, but before I hit the f**kin' front door
Gots to hit the kitchen 'cause all the banquet didn't
Is gettin' bigger man, I ain't ate sh*t dawg, hungrier than three niggas
Grits and oatmeal, no time to cook though, f**k it I'll grab
That left-over cold cut combo and now the stomachs at ease
I'm 'bout the jet, but first grab the beeper, the ring
They wanted the keys and now I'm ready for the street
Lookin' neat, smellin' sweet from my teeth to my f**kin' feet
I guess it's part of my job being colder then cold, smoother then smooth
Sharper then sharp, so if you catch my in the club don't say sh*t
Sweatin' a ni**a like Micheal [Incomprehensible]Tyler don't pay b**ch
'Cause I ain't that ni**a that's gonna play with you or stay with you
But I'll damn sure lay with you 'cause I'm that type of ni**a
To tell a b**ch that I love 'em quick, better but not believe it
Though 'cause I ain't 'bout sh*t
That ni**a ain't sh*t
That ni**a ain't 'bout sh*t
That ni**a ain't sh*t
That ni**a ain't sh*t
That ni**a ain't 'bout sh*t
Ain't sh*t