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Tech N9ne

Aaron Dontez Yates (born November 8, 1971), better known by his stage name Tech N9ne (pronounced "Tech Nine"), is an American rapper from Kansas City, Missouri. In 1999, Yates and Travis O'Guin founded the record label Strange Music. Throughout his career, Yates has sold over one million albums and has had his music featured in film, television, and video games. In 2009, he won the Left Field Woodie award at the mtvU Woodie Awards. more »

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2009

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You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

Unga bunga bunga, ingda bing da bunga
It's fun ta hunt the cunt ta ding the ding ta feed muh hunga
I jump on a bitch, pump on a chick, crunch n munch on a clit, dunk on a dick,
Somethin' sunk in it quick, krump in it bit, humpin' the Ninna, bring the thunda
I be the king'a kung, up in ya spleen, the weenas on ya
I, eat it up like something from unda', cheese between lisagna
I, skeet it up, n giddy up, fiend fa cream, va-geena tongue
Then feed the need, we lump fa huntas, easily we done ya

The gal sho look like f*ck food ta me, 
Might as well, bitch, I know you suck dudes for free
I can smell slit, when I'm in lust to a degree
If the shell fits, I'm the dust, you is dibres, trick
If you one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
We come for the wonder chicks, who's buns're thick to make my lumber spit
And my whole crew hunt
Want some'a that new chum
Kerri Hilson, sho' looks good
Taste good too punk

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

Take notice I'm approachin', scopin' out where the cushion at
Snatch her out this habitat, soon as I stab my hook in that
Can't stop lickin' my chops, watchin' her walk, 
'n now I'm look at, them pair of apple Bottoms 'n 
That bomb donka that she put in that

I got bottle full a captain n' jack, n' I'm ready to get it crackin',
Baby now tell me what'chu wanna do
I got a package full a magnums that's back at the pad if you wanna attack,
Then I'm a be strapped up for you

And all ya home girls, baby bring the whole hurd!
Its open season for pillow squeezin', 'n leavin' toes curled
Inebriated, slightly faded, time to get it poppin'
Pull up the bus, open the doors, n all the bunnies hop in
Show me her naval ring, said there's one more underneath it
Tech I don't believe, Kalli what you think?

(Let me see it!)

The newest member of the Drill Team
I'm on the prowl
Just a wiff'a the feminin' scent I'm equipin' for infinite pimpin', its goin' down
See baby girl, I'll beat it up, and put it in a headlock
When I snap n' go primeval on that ass, makin' the bed rock

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

I'm a sexual predator, better alert the neighbors
'Cause they desprite house wives, is just my flavor
Darth Vadar, pullin' out my light saber
And they like my hard candy covered now and later
Spear chuck'a mother (Hey!) I'm a hunta, gathera
Lookin' for a super soaka n' lofa ladderal
Bend'er over then ya stroke her, I mean ya stabbin'er
Get to pokin', get to strokin', I mean ya ravag'r
(migowa) I'm eatin' bush babies right out the showa'
Dine with me n N9ne, byin' fine wine
We devour ya, carnivorous niggerish
I gobble the top ya like it was liquorish
I even tell fat girls (Hey!) come here, are ya ticklish?
Dirk Diggler, might hurt'cha but might fit'cha
Honey want a hunt'cha just ta hit'cha
S'go on, take a chance, when I advance, don't freeze up
Somethin' in ya pants I wanna beat up
'Cause, ya-ya-ya

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

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