[Chorus: Ill Knob] I make em wanna jump This is how I do my thizzle It's the Knob baby, you can call me nizzle Now everybody jump Get it poppin like a pistol While I blow you like a tissue for your mental
[Ill Knob] When we step into the jam, my whole crew brain programed Nigga, get that loot and lets scram I ain't fuckin with these niggas, I ain't lonely They ain't homies of the fam nigga If you ain't know me, I ain't rollin with ya mans, nigga We get it poppin from the time we hit the door The shorties hit the floor and they beggin me for more Ah yeah nigga, me and Storm is back together They ain't know I push this pepper, so I'm giving it all I got Shorty shake it like she in the party naked In the mirror in your bedroom, steady getting ready for the Knob baby Like the real Rock Steady, I be toastin em and roastin em Eat em like spaghetti, wasup Turn it up all the way to the club Shorty bounce on stage, sippin on some bub Niggas wanna roll, then you gotta pay the toll Bitch heat you like a roll cuz I my bitches love to bust
[Interlude: ?? (Ill Knob)] Where my peoples at? (Yeah) Where my peoples at? (Yeah)
[Ill Knob] It's the man of the hour, too sweet to be sour Pick up your panties, bitch take a shower Or better yet, you're gonna have to leave in a hurry And I can't help you scurry cuz I'm drunk and my vision blurry And I've had enough of these mothafucking creampuffs Call themselves rock stars, makin mean mugs (no) Ain't nothin but a gang of fuckin sissies man Watch em throw a hissy fit when they see what Knibby did I'm on the job as soon as they keep me on the hustle baby Niggas is fossils when they see me flex my muscles baby I keep it movin like my name was Patrick Newman Even though I never got a read, I still know what I'm doin And I wish a nigga would try to approach me I'm like a shoe son, prepare for where the roach be Too big, too strong, too black And niggaz can't fuck with me, ya'll too wack Nigga, nigga, nigga
[Interlude: ??] Yeah, yeah, yo, everybody, everybody, come on Come on, yeah, jump up and down, jump all around We got Ill Knob in town, and right about now We wanna get all the ladies on the dance floor We want all the ladies to report to the dance floor All the ladies report to the dance floor Report to the dance floor, so we can get everybody at the same time To say, 'Ooooooooow'
[Ill Knob] Check my status, it's the rhyming apparatus I'm the baddest and the biggest one, what the hell these niggas want I put it on em like my name was marijuana On a bad trip, tell me baby, do you feel the trauma Shorty, make it hot, gettin greezy in the sun She naughty, and she sayin 'I can do it when I wanna' OK, come and give it to me, shorty is a gunna Drippin wet from the sex, the exotic fuck-o-rama Baby, got you jumpin from the sounds we be pumpin Nasty, open like she smokin, niggas want it, can they get it? No Shit is radical and very much dramatical We have to meet rats similar to animals And when we get em, niggas hold em, then we hit em Snake bite, game over, can you feel the venom? Fake knife, dim light everytime we send em Shake right, take flight, my niggas is gremlins What, what, what, niggas, I make em wanna