3 Strikes 5000 - 3rd Bass

You think you’re pretty smart.

You know why we make out so well?

Why no one touches us?

Some white boys don’t play that sh—

Here is a new hit, that some people don’t get

Takin' it lightly, oh no that won’t sit

With the Serchlite and the mic set to thrill ya

'Cause you ain’t never seen this shade of vanilla

Drill like a sergeant and then I dismiss ya

You’re calling En Vogue to hold on while I diss ya

Passing like Strickland 'cause I start to quicken

The pace, 3rd Bass, punk, you start picking

Up where we left off cause you shoulda stepped off

Instead of breaking out your sorry

Slither like a snake, but here is a fact too

White poisonous snakes they can be black too

So don’t boost the flex I know the deal

'Cause I’ve been around the world like that girl Lisa Stansfield

Next time you diss I just might say

Play like Johnny Gill cause you don’t rub me the right way

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Kills I ills of the ill seed

Three heed the back stab from serpents free

Those who scam I flim lyrics to

The M-I-N-I-S-T-E-R you’re stepping to

The PM the pimp shock goo, you’re doo doo

Vic your ducks then vex like voodoo

You’re head swollen, your big head soaking off

Rhymes’ll slice Pete Nice’ll cut your scrotum off

I’m minister mini-stereo and sinister

Pumpin' macanudo like finster

MC’s for moving crowds, you’re milking cows

Grab the sack, sucking through your foolish mouth

Folks find me on a frenzy on a Prime one

Ripping hats off the jimmy gets the job done

While your jockin', is ya buying or browsing

3 strikes I bugged your nut 5000

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Slurping shaft of a brother who has craft

Though he deals the 360 and not have

Serch is first, 3rd Bass is the last word in hip-hop

You take a quick shot of the Thunderbird

Intoxicant, clocking it like we can get took

Gets like your S-curl is a mans look

Took the first pitch for a strike and ya try to switch

To goes through, the call from Richie Rich

Throw a hard slide inside to a lame brain

3 strikes, 5 Gs, end of ballgame

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Boosting boots and suits for gym use

Talk or true it seems your seams are lose

Crank your pot, what I got is devious

A derelict, tongue slipped mischievous

Hose your ho like a hook and ladder hose

Scratched my ass and blew my nose

False prophets play venom seller

The cave dweller drops lyrics a capella

I can tell her to dance to that ill dance

Playing Major Nelson, but wearing those genie pants

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Three strikes to five thousand

Last exit to DJ Richie Rich