作曲 : Yates Hey, all you haters, stop Man, this be this, what? Rick rocker, T9, E-40, jellysickle, y'all They hate it when you bubble See 'em in they huddles always making trouble What, who? Jealous fellas, man Fall up in the spot and from the jump they don’t like me Hat to the back and I'm felling real hyphy I'ma star so I'm in with the belly pistol That’s 'cause the haters be sucking on jellysickles That mean the cycle of jealousy's real thick, man I'm feeling, it's 'bout to pop off real quick, man But I ain't trying to have the fedas come and pinch me' Cause he’s plotting on my cheddar on my minske Never tempt me the grench, so you better never Let another knell, 'nother fella come against me Off in Missouri it's jellysickle city jealousy Watching and it aint the right stare, nightmares Don’t let me go and rock the red spiked hair They hate it when I do that right there, yeah Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch Quit bumping your gums spark your tongue Keep a real pimp game up out your mouth If I get on your line and dump two on your spine Like it a 80's drought, I'm about that Valley JoPo Po, be throwing tantrums, 'cause I live up on a hill With a view on a acre in a big white who white mansion I be all up in the dirty, where they cook them fried turkeys Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul WallYou want that fast quota, I want that slow nickle Everything I got, I worked for, so quit hating on me, nigga Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon Look at these keys, look at my ride, I'ma tycoon From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of hubba Every time, I look around, every time I look around Somebody done bit my style, wanna smile in my face And take my place, hate but it ain't gone be no way no how, wow I'm lit like a candle and they hating 'cause I'm hot like a left sink handle Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch Jellysickle, look at how that jelly trickles Down his elbows and you can smell those Playa haters from Calabassas to MelroseDuring his jail pulls and knocked him out of his shell toes When I walk into the spot them suckas sucking on them sickles Hate to see me shining get to tripping when they off they ripple I get these rappers dripping jelly to the third degree Most of them in my city never know me but yet they heard of me At the BET awards, chilling with the federation Never forget the woman at the door giving Away the shoes didn’t really want me to have 'em, man I had a ticket, I had to grab 'em Come to find out I was in a rhyme battle A couple years ago, here’s the blow' Cause I rake up dough, she was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show Congratulate me 'cause I'm a go getta For sho' hitta, E-40 and Nina, some flow spitter’s But that don’t mean you gotta hate Jealousy’s a sickness take another lick, mitch You actin' like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch