No Vaseline Songtext / Lyric

Goddamn, I'm glad y'all set it off






Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft

First you was down with the AK

And now I see you on a video with Michel'le?

Lookin' like straight bozos...

I saw it comin', that's why I went solo

And kept on stompin'

While y'all muthaphukkaz moved "Straight Outta Compton"

Livin' with the whitez...

One big house, and not another nigga insight

I started off with too much cargo

Dropped four niggaz, now I'm makin' all the dough

White man just rulin'

The "Niggaz With Attitude"? Who ya foolin'?

Y'all niggaz just phony

I put that on my mama and my "Dead Homiez"

"Yella Boy's" on your team, so you're losin'

Aiyo Dre, stick to producin'...

Callin' me Arnold, but you Benedict

Eazy-E saw your ass and went in it quick

You got jealous when I got my own company

But I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me

Tryin' to sound like AmeriKKKa's Most...

You could yell all day, but you don't come close

'Cause you know I'm the one that flow

Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go

With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B and y'all disgrace to C-P-T!

'Cause you're gettin' fucked out your green

By a white boy, with no Vaseline...



"Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline..."



"Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline..."

"Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline..."

"Damn, it feels good to see people... on it"



The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'

Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass Villain?

You're gettin' fucked real quick

And Eazy's dick is smellin' like MC Ren's shit

Tried to tell you a year ago

But Willie D told me to "Let a ho be a ho", so

I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked

Now let's play "Big Bank Take Little Bank"

Tried to diss Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it

'Cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfect

Cut my hair and I'll cut them balls

'Cause I heard you're, like, givin' up the drawers

Gang-banged by your manager, fella

Gettin' money out your ass, like a muthaphukkin' Ready Teller

Givin' up the dollar bills

Now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels

So don't believe what Ren say

'Cause he's goin' out like Kunta Kinte

But I got a whip for ya Toby...

Used to be my homie, now you act like you don't know me

It's a case of divide-and-conquer

'Cause you let a Jew break up my crew?

House nigga, gotta run and hide!

Yellin' "Compton!", but you moved to Riverside

So don't front, MC Ren

Cause I remember when you drove a B210

Broke as a motherfuckin' joke

They let you on the scene on back up the Team

It ain't my fault one nigga got smart

And they rippin' your asshole apart

By takin' your green, oh yeah

The Villain does get fucked with no vaseline!



I never have dinner with the President!

I never have dinner with the President!

I never have dinner with the President!

And when I see your ass again, I'll be blasting it

Now I think you a snitch

Throw a house nigga in a ditch

Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys

You little maggot, Eazy-E turned faggot!

With your manager, fella...

Fuckin' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella!

But if they were smart as me...

Eazy-E would be hangin' from a tree

With no Vaseline...

Just a match, and a little bit of gasoline

Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on...

Till that Jheri curl is gone

On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation

Heard you both got the same bank account

Dumb nigga! What you thinkin' bout?!

Get rid of that Devil real simple...

Put a bullet in his temple!

'Cause you can't be the "Niggaz4Life" crew

With a white Jew tellin' you what to do

Pullin' wools with your scams...

Now I gotta play the "Silence of the Lambs"

With a midget who's a punk too?

Tryin' to fuck me, but "I'd rather fuck you"

Eric Wright, punk, "Always Into Something"

Gettin' fucked at night...

By Mista Shitpacker!

Bend over for the goddamn cracker no Vaseline...