No Vaseline Song Lyrics
Goddamn I’m glad y’all set it offUsed to be hard now you’re just wet and softFirst you was down with the AKAnd now I see you on a video with Michel’le?Lookin’ like straight BozosI saw it comin’ that’s why I went soloAnd kept on stompin’When y’all motherfuckers moved straight outta ComptonLivin’ with the whites, one big houseAnd not another nigga in siteI started off with too much cargoDropped four niggas now I’m makin’ all the doughWhite man just rulin’The Niggas With Attitudes, who ya foolin’?Y’all niggas just phonyI put that on my mama and my dead homiesYella Boy’s on your team, so you’re losin’Ay yo Dre, stick to producin’Callin’ me Arnold, but you been-a-dickEazy-E saw your ass and went in it quickYou got jealous when I got my own companyBut I’m a man, and ain’t nobody helpin’ meTryna sound like Amerikkka’s MostYou could yell all day but you don’t come close‘Cause you know I’m the one that flowedYa done run 100 miles, but you still got one to goWith the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y’all disgrace the C-P-T‘Cause you’re gettin’ fucked out your green by a white boyWith no Vaseline
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin’Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?You’re gettin’ fucked real quickAnd Eazy’s dick, is smellin’ like MC Ren’s shitTried to tell you a year agoBut Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, soI couldn’t stop you from gettin’ gankedNow let’s play big-bank-take-little-bankTried to diss Ice Cube, it wasn’t worth it‘Cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfectCut my hair and I’ll cut them balls‘Cause I heard you like givin’ up the drawersGang-banged by your manager, fellaGettin’ money out your ass, like a motherfuckin’ Ready TellerGivin’ up the dollar billsNow they got the Villain with a purse and high-heelsSo don’t believe what Ren say‘Cause he’s goin’ out like Kunte KinteBut I got a whip for ya TobyUsed to be my homie, now you act like you don’t know meIt’s a case of divide-and-conquer‘Cause you let a Jew break up my crewHouse nigga gotta run and hideYellin’ Compton, but you moved to RiversideSo don’t front, MC Ren, ’cause I remember when you drove a be B210Broke as a mothafuckin’ jokeLet you on the scene to back up the First TeamIt ain’t my fault, one nigga got smartAnd they rippin’ your asshole apartBy takin’ your green, oh yeahThe Villain does get fucked with no Vaseline
I never have dinner with the PresidentI never have dinner with the PresidentI never have dinner with the PresidentAnd when I see your ass again, I’ll be hesitantNow I think you a snitchThrow a house nigga in a ditchHalf-pint bitch, fuckin’ your homeboysYou little maggot, Eazy-E turned faggotWith your manager, fellaFuckin’ MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and YellaBut if they were smart as meEazy-E would be hangin’ from a treeWith no Vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasolineLight ’em up, burn ’em up, flame on‘Til that Jheri curl is goneOn a permanent vacation, off the massa plantationHeard you both got the same bank accountDumb nigga, what you thinkin’ ’bout?Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple‘Cause you can’t be the Nigga 4 Life crewWith a white Jew tellin’ you what to doPullin’ wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the LambsWith a midget who’s a punk tooTryna fuck me, but I’d rather fuck youEric Wright, punk, always into somethin’, gettin’ fucked at nightBy Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the goddamn cracker, no VaselineMotherfuckin’ nosejob having assMotherfuckin’ Jheri curl liteAmbi wearing motherfuckin’ bitch
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