| Song | Plastic Surgery |
| Artist | Xzibit |
| Album | At The Speed Of Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Intro: | |
| Arabian voice:doctor, doctor, i need help doctor | |
| Nurse:sit down and wait your turn | |
| Xzibit:sit your ass down | |
| Saafir: | |
| You have, scars in your mask like seal | |
| That ain't for real | |
| We'll have to fix that, yo nigga sit back | |
| Xzibit: | |
| Your flow remind me of a nigga that i just don't feel | |
| Same style and delivery | |
| Might as well have his grill | |
| Pass the scaple, the alcohol, plants | |
| 25 hundered get you style enhanced | |
| It's like... | |
| Saafir: | |
| This, mask right will lift your grill | |
| It'll put height in your mack | |
| Don't take to much off | |
| If you want a nose like michael jackson | |
| Xzibit: | |
| If you want it done right, nigga come see this | |
| Maybe even send your bitch | |
| We can fix them tits | |
| From a c cup to a double d cup | |
| Make them big shits, doctor lick em, yeah | |
| Saafir: | |
| I like to, axe em, jack em for their financial | |
| Need a facial i'll change the skin tone in the inner racial | |
| After i'm done, you might have a little pouch tone | |
| Nothin' my scaple can't fix | |
| What kind of face you want | |
| Singing voice: | |
| I want the kind that make me look like i can rhyme | |
| Saafir: | |
| It'll cost you | |
| Singing voice: | |
| But i can find the skrilla, if i can have that nigga face named saafir! | |
| Saafir: | |
| That's inposterous, plus i never cloned a microphone | |
| What type of shit you on, i hope you got insurance | |
| Before i sit you on my gurney | |
| And lead you to an anestetic breather | |
| If ya not broke, i'll save your face like dope and make it right | |
| Casue being fake ain't tight | |
| You need plastic surgury | |
| Hook: | |
| I hear the same ole rhymes, the same ole style | |
| (it seems you need plastic surgury)x5 | |
| Xzibit: | |
| I'm located, at, the bottom of the black list | |
| I like to malpractice, complicate a surgury | |
| Intoxicated, smoke cigaretts, drop ass in your gases | |
| Feel the utencil, knife is dull like a pencil | |
| And what? | |
| When a nigga place pussy get fucked | |
| Without a kiss or a hug, like contaminated blood, | |
| Transfused from a junkie | |
| With the hair of jones, i reconstruct the bones | |
| Of all hip hop clones | |
| Ras kass: | |
| I date fat girls that weight 215 | |
| With low self esteem, cause it's easier to get the pussy | |
| I'm performing vinyl liposuctions | |
| Saafir: | |
| Phat mc | |
| Ras kass: | |
| Phat production, motherfuckin' facial reconstruction | |
| Needles injected 33 rpm of anestic for ? to require cosmetic | |
| Sex changes from bitch niggas to ra ra niggas | |
| The only cure for sick lyrics is to implant a hit gimmick | |
| Saafir: | |
| This shit is full blown, you better head to the clinic | |
| After captain save a hoe, we had the luitenit | |
| Operate get straight, we hear to seperate the fake from the classic | |
| Niggas get blasted if they plastic | |
| Hook | |
| Ras kass: | |
| I'm like dougie howser md with a desert eagle | |
| Criminal genius | |
| Operation, seperatin' them siamese twins hangin' beneath them niggas penis | |
| Take it to your face like a skin graph | |
| Rappers, i specialize in talent transplants (word?) | |
| You want (phat) fat lips nurse get to college | |
| And ten tons of stomach pumps from all the cum you and richard gere be | |
| Swallowin' | |
| Now followin' aks vanna to buy you flowers | |
| So you can c (see) i a (aye) e-swift o (oh) u (you) know y (why) | |
| We remain uncontested to the contender, we can | |
| Million man march all the way to december | |
| January, feburary 28th | |
| Saafir: | |
| I, never, wash my hands | |
| The only rubber gloves i wear is on my dick | |
| But i'll split you quick | |
| Like jackie chan, the way i switch my wristhand | |
| I make ya sick, but i'm a doctor, don't trip | |
| Hopefully, in surgury, i won't slip | |
| On a tile that file and twist ya lips | |
| Like collin powell | |
| Descriptions i'm overwrite | |
| For the ones thats over bitin' on dental records | |
| Bitin', to god, send your blessings | |
| I'll put your mask on, fast like romidon minks | |
| And bitches, i have, ? half blind in the paper, they named me | |
| A large professor, a mad scientist, with a long line of clients | |
| Bitch! get out of my office | |
| You don't have an appointment or an application | |
| For me to attack your face in my practice | |
| Never lackin' when i"m insurting these plastic patches | |
| Seems like you need plastic surgury |
| Intro: | |
| Arabian voice: doctor, doctor, i need help doctor | |
| Nurse: sit down and wait your turn | |
| Xzibit: sit your ass down | |
| Saafir: | |
| You have, scars in your mask like seal | |
| That ain' t for real | |
| We' ll have to fix that, yo nigga sit back | |
| Xzibit: | |
| Your flow remind me of a nigga that i just don' t feel | |
| Same style and delivery | |
| Might as well have his grill | |
| Pass the scaple, the alcohol, plants | |
| 25 hundered get you style enhanced | |
| It' s like... | |
| Saafir: | |
| This, mask right will lift your grill | |
| It' ll put height in your mack | |
| Don' t take to much off | |
| If you want a nose like michael jackson | |
| Xzibit: | |
| If you want it done right, nigga come see this | |
| Maybe even send your bitch | |
| We can fix them tits | |
| From a c cup to a double d cup | |
| Make them big shits, doctor lick em, yeah | |
| Saafir: | |
| I like to, axe em, jack em for their financial | |
| Need a facial i' ll change the skin tone in the inner racial | |
| After i' m done, you might have a little pouch tone | |
| Nothin' my scaple can' t fix | |
| What kind of face you want | |
| Singing voice: | |
| I want the kind that make me look like i can rhyme | |
| Saafir: | |
| It' ll cost you | |
| Singing voice: | |
| But i can find the skrilla, if i can have that nigga face named saafir! | |
| Saafir: | |
| That' s inposterous, plus i never cloned a microphone | |
| What type of shit you on, i hope you got insurance | |
| Before i sit you on my gurney | |
| And lead you to an anestetic breather | |
| If ya not broke, i' ll save your face like dope and make it right | |
| Casue being fake ain' t tight | |
| You need plastic surgury | |
| Hook: | |
| I hear the same ole rhymes, the same ole style | |
| it seems you need plastic surgury x5 | |
| Xzibit: | |
| I' m located, at, the bottom of the black list | |
| I like to malpractice, complicate a surgury | |
| Intoxicated, smoke cigaretts, drop ass in your gases | |
| Feel the utencil, knife is dull like a pencil | |
| And what? | |
| When a nigga place pussy get fucked | |
| Without a kiss or a hug, like contaminated blood, | |
| Transfused from a junkie | |
| With the hair of jones, i reconstruct the bones | |
| Of all hip hop clones | |
| Ras kass: | |
| I date fat girls that weight 215 | |
| With low self esteem, cause it' s easier to get the pussy | |
| I' m performing vinyl liposuctions | |
| Saafir: | |
| Phat mc | |
| Ras kass: | |
| Phat production, motherfuckin' facial reconstruction | |
| Needles injected 33 rpm of anestic for ? to require cosmetic | |
| Sex changes from bitch niggas to ra ra niggas | |
| The only cure for sick lyrics is to implant a hit gimmick | |
| Saafir: | |
| This shit is full blown, you better head to the clinic | |
| After captain save a hoe, we had the luitenit | |
| Operate get straight, we hear to seperate the fake from the classic | |
| Niggas get blasted if they plastic | |
| Hook | |
| Ras kass: | |
| I' m like dougie howser md with a desert eagle | |
| Criminal genius | |
| Operation, seperatin' them siamese twins hangin' beneath them niggas penis | |
| Take it to your face like a skin graph | |
| Rappers, i specialize in talent transplants word? | |
| You want phat fat lips nurse get to college | |
| And ten tons of stomach pumps from all the cum you and richard gere be | |
| Swallowin' | |
| Now followin' aks vanna to buy you flowers | |
| So you can c see i a aye eswift o oh u you know y why | |
| We remain uncontested to the contender, we can | |
| Million man march all the way to december | |
| January, feburary 28th | |
| Saafir: | |
| I, never, wash my hands | |
| The only rubber gloves i wear is on my dick | |
| But i' ll split you quick | |
| Like jackie chan, the way i switch my wristhand | |
| I make ya sick, but i' m a doctor, don' t trip | |
| Hopefully, in surgury, i won' t slip | |
| On a tile that file and twist ya lips | |
| Like collin powell | |
| Descriptions i' m overwrite | |
| For the ones thats over bitin' on dental records | |
| Bitin', to god, send your blessings | |
| I' ll put your mask on, fast like romidon minks | |
| And bitches, i have, ? half blind in the paper, they named me | |
| A large professor, a mad scientist, with a long line of clients | |
| Bitch! get out of my office | |
| You don' t have an appointment or an application | |
| For me to attack your face in my practice | |
| Never lackin' when i" m insurting these plastic patches | |
| Seems like you need plastic surgury |
| Intro: | |
| Arabian voice: doctor, doctor, i need help doctor | |
| Nurse: sit down and wait your turn | |
| Xzibit: sit your ass down | |
| Saafir: | |
| You have, scars in your mask like seal | |
| That ain' t for real | |
| We' ll have to fix that, yo nigga sit back | |
| Xzibit: | |
| Your flow remind me of a nigga that i just don' t feel | |
| Same style and delivery | |
| Might as well have his grill | |
| Pass the scaple, the alcohol, plants | |
| 25 hundered get you style enhanced | |
| It' s like... | |
| Saafir: | |
| This, mask right will lift your grill | |
| It' ll put height in your mack | |
| Don' t take to much off | |
| If you want a nose like michael jackson | |
| Xzibit: | |
| If you want it done right, nigga come see this | |
| Maybe even send your bitch | |
| We can fix them tits | |
| From a c cup to a double d cup | |
| Make them big shits, doctor lick em, yeah | |
| Saafir: | |
| I like to, axe em, jack em for their financial | |
| Need a facial i' ll change the skin tone in the inner racial | |
| After i' m done, you might have a little pouch tone | |
| Nothin' my scaple can' t fix | |
| What kind of face you want | |
| Singing voice: | |
| I want the kind that make me look like i can rhyme | |
| Saafir: | |
| It' ll cost you | |
| Singing voice: | |
| But i can find the skrilla, if i can have that nigga face named saafir! | |
| Saafir: | |
| That' s inposterous, plus i never cloned a microphone | |
| What type of shit you on, i hope you got insurance | |
| Before i sit you on my gurney | |
| And lead you to an anestetic breather | |
| If ya not broke, i' ll save your face like dope and make it right | |
| Casue being fake ain' t tight | |
| You need plastic surgury | |
| Hook: | |
| I hear the same ole rhymes, the same ole style | |
| it seems you need plastic surgury x5 | |
| Xzibit: | |
| I' m located, at, the bottom of the black list | |
| I like to malpractice, complicate a surgury | |
| Intoxicated, smoke cigaretts, drop ass in your gases | |
| Feel the utencil, knife is dull like a pencil | |
| And what? | |
| When a nigga place pussy get fucked | |
| Without a kiss or a hug, like contaminated blood, | |
| Transfused from a junkie | |
| With the hair of jones, i reconstruct the bones | |
| Of all hip hop clones | |
| Ras kass: | |
| I date fat girls that weight 215 | |
| With low self esteem, cause it' s easier to get the pussy | |
| I' m performing vinyl liposuctions | |
| Saafir: | |
| Phat mc | |
| Ras kass: | |
| Phat production, motherfuckin' facial reconstruction | |
| Needles injected 33 rpm of anestic for ? to require cosmetic | |
| Sex changes from bitch niggas to ra ra niggas | |
| The only cure for sick lyrics is to implant a hit gimmick | |
| Saafir: | |
| This shit is full blown, you better head to the clinic | |
| After captain save a hoe, we had the luitenit | |
| Operate get straight, we hear to seperate the fake from the classic | |
| Niggas get blasted if they plastic | |
| Hook | |
| Ras kass: | |
| I' m like dougie howser md with a desert eagle | |
| Criminal genius | |
| Operation, seperatin' them siamese twins hangin' beneath them niggas penis | |
| Take it to your face like a skin graph | |
| Rappers, i specialize in talent transplants word? | |
| You want phat fat lips nurse get to college | |
| And ten tons of stomach pumps from all the cum you and richard gere be | |
| Swallowin' | |
| Now followin' aks vanna to buy you flowers | |
| So you can c see i a aye eswift o oh u you know y why | |
| We remain uncontested to the contender, we can | |
| Million man march all the way to december | |
| January, feburary 28th | |
| Saafir: | |
| I, never, wash my hands | |
| The only rubber gloves i wear is on my dick | |
| But i' ll split you quick | |
| Like jackie chan, the way i switch my wristhand | |
| I make ya sick, but i' m a doctor, don' t trip | |
| Hopefully, in surgury, i won' t slip | |
| On a tile that file and twist ya lips | |
| Like collin powell | |
| Descriptions i' m overwrite | |
| For the ones thats over bitin' on dental records | |
| Bitin', to god, send your blessings | |
| I' ll put your mask on, fast like romidon minks | |
| And bitches, i have, ? half blind in the paper, they named me | |
| A large professor, a mad scientist, with a long line of clients | |
| Bitch! get out of my office | |
| You don' t have an appointment or an application | |
| For me to attack your face in my practice | |
| Never lackin' when i" m insurting these plastic patches | |
| Seems like you need plastic surgury |