Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Vocals
Chante "Wally Gorgeous" Bloodfaw
Vocals
E-40
Vocals
Samuel Watson
Vocals
Wally Gorgeous
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rock
Producer
Robert Rebeck
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ay
All you haters stop
Whoo
Man, this beat is a (What?)
Rick Rocker
T-9
E-40
Jellysickle, yeah
[Verse 2]
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 feelin' 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, mane
I'm feeling it's 'bout to pop off real quick,mane
But I ain't trying to have them fellas come and pinch me
'Cause he's plotting on my cheddar on my mintsky
Never tempt me the Grinch so you better never let another
Never 'nother fella come against me
Off in Missouri it's jellysickle city
Jealousy watching and it ain't the right stare
Nightmares
Don't let me go and rock the red spiked hair
They hate it when I do that right there (Right thurr)
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Too much will make you sick
(You acting like a trick bitch)
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Jelly sickle sickness
(Stop acting like a trick bitch)
[Verse 4]
Quit bumping your gums
Park your tongue
Keep a real pimp game up out your mouth
If I get on your line, I'll dump two on your spine
Like it the 80's drought
I'm about that Valley Jo
Po Po be throwing tantrums
'Cause I live up on a hill with a view on a acre
In a big white, cool, white mansion
I be all up in the dirty
Where they cook them fried turkeys
Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall
You want that fast quarter
I want that slow nickel
Everything I got I worked for
So quit hating on me, ****
Look at the trees, look at the sky
Look at the moon (Look at the moon)
Look at these keys, look at my ride
I'ma tycoon (I'ma tycoon)
From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers
Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of uppers
Every time I look around, every time I look around
Somebody done peeped my style
Wanna smile in my face and take my place
Hate but it ain't gone be no way no how
Ooh, wow, I'm lit like a candle
And they hating 'cause I'm hot like a left sink handle
[Verse 5]
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Too much will make you sick
(You acting like a trick bitch)
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Jellysickle sickness
(Stop acting like a trick bitch)
[Verse 6]
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Too much will make you sick
(You acting like a trick bitch)
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Jelly sickle sickness
(Stop acting like a trick bitch)
[Verse 7]
Jellysickle
Look at how that jelly trickles
Down his elbows
And you can smell those player haters from Calabassas to Melrose
Doin' his jail pose, I knocked him out of his shell toes?
When I walked into the spot, them suckers sucking on them sickles
Hate to see me shinin', get to tripping when they off they ripple
Well, I get these rappers drippin' 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
Up against 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 'bout a couple years ago
Ears'll 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-getter
For sho hitter, 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 bitch)
[Verse 8]
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Too much will make you sick
(You acting like a trick bitch)
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Jelly sickle sickness
(Stop acting like a trick bitch)
[Verse 9]
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Too much will make you sick
(You acting like a trick bitch)
Take a lick of this (What?)
(Jellysickle sickness)
Jellysickle sickness
(Stop acting like a trick bitch)
Written by: Aaron Dontez Yates, Earl T. Stevens