i know bun b's got a lot of classic verses but this might be my favorite :ohh:
We growin' doja in the basement in that underwater garden (Okay)

When hereon in the back shed, dry it 'til it harden

Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate

Drank and fry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight

I sell hard work, soft work even that wet work
Built-in clientele so we ain't gotta network (Let's go)
We always got work, so we ain't gotta get work
And if you ain't gettin' your work from us you bound to get jerked
We yayo experts, we been whippin' the yola since the crackas decided to
Take the coke from Coca-Cola

Hold the rollers, the king of the Trill
The underground as well, you can step in the ring when you feel
nikka just sound the bell
Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the grind I'm lovin'
nikka we passed all that pushin', man it's time for shovin'
I got the mask, I got the strap, soon as I find the gloves
We gonna start exposin' off like Farhrenheit 9/11