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Uh Huh (Madlib Remix) lyrics by Method Man, Madlib

Verse 1: Method Man
What up my people-weeples? It be ‘Tical: The Prequel’
Shine up the Desert Eagle, light up that extra lethal
I mean that „ooh wee!” – three years and two G’s
I’m back with new trees, I wrapped in loose leafs
While y’all was just rappin’, who get the set crackin’?
Just like a neck snappin’, let’s get this next Platinum
What’s happ’n, Def Jam? Remember Meth Man?
I held your hand through them years when y’all was stressed, fam
That’s why I still love you, and Russell still hustle
Let’s get to pumpin’ iron, and flex some real muscle
Up in this bitch due, my click is Rick Rude
And I ain’t got the ivory, this ain’t the flick, dude
Somebody told me – y’all can’t hold me
Naughty By Nature, „I do my dirt all by my lonely”
You need to back off, bitch – you don’t know me
Got to leave these hoes alone, they too nosey

Chorus: Method Man
Meth is killin’, M.C. killin’
What more can I say? Stop grillin’
That’s what niggas get for actin’ Hollywood
And since y’all understood… would you?
Would you? Would you? Would you?
Uh huh, that dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Verse 2: Method Man
Ok, the love issue – don’t let that love get you
My brothers love pistol, doin’ they thug dizzle
Bet y’all ain’t know, did you? That I’m a pro, did you?
Until the flow hit you, fuck it, I’m o–fficial
Bone wit’ more gristle, thrown from chrome nickel
Plates that don’t tickle, can’t wait to zone wit’ you
I’m hard as stone chisel, Meth got his own little
Formula to go triple – for shizzle

Chorus: Method Man
Meth is killin’, M.C. killin’
What more can I say? Stop grillin’
That’s what niggas get for actin’ Hollywood
And since y’all understood… would you?
Would you? Would you? Would you?
Uh huh, that dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey