(Scarface excerpt) That chick hes with....she me. Oh, she likes you How do you know? The eyes Chico....they never lie. What, are you serious? Yeah, I'm serious....What do you think? Man, the bosses lady, you're gonna get us killed. The lady? fuck you man!....the bosses lady...huh...that soft....you got some of that for me?...would you kiss me if I that hat?
1 (Kool G. Rap) I had to have her, since my glance at her stance at her watchin' men throwin' and Grants at her bottles of Italy and at her advance at her, spit at her glasses chatter ass fatter than that up in Family Matters lips thicker than Mick so hard the shit could stab her she pushed a sick paint shined it was black lacker she a small gat for back up shit spectacular peepin' out her frame, walkin' in of her she had the hour shape had my blood flowin' fast past late, get that ass raped, fast tied up with mask mad papes, I could by the way she was draped her sex mate's up like Drake's got the crib by the lake wanted by the for takin' weight outta state they straight his crib with tower gates lookin' like a flowered wake every hour he make enough dough to spoil this bitch sour sex, money, and power, good enough to devour I hit her up the marble tiled shower snapped back to reality he said her name was dont fuck around with that Ho, a on the salary pockets too low her man will get his and turn the town to a shootin' gallery
Chorus - off his life, to get in good the bosses wife, cross his just to floss his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch the night, if the thoughts is right, bodies could get lost repeat
2: (Chameleon)
The bosses lady, I the four-fifth and holds it steady baby my man ships more weight the fuckin' Navy out to get this gravy, so you can't take you the line fuckin' with the bosses ay yo, his mans, they commit out you tryin' to fuck with his dime you layed life on the line but the cards are in my I love this rich man, and you is not in the plan I'm out to get and live on my own land so why fuck with that I'm in wealth, you under his belt figure I know you felt wonderin' how the pussy taste will have you livin' in debt fantasizin' 'bout his sex, so how you disrespect the man that supplies the for your checks? on the low 'cause you know he tecks and you for whats next your life is in for tryin' to get my pussy wet the bigger picture I deal bigger figures I got no time for affairs with the niggas keep the to a limit 'cause ain't no in it too to lose if I let you hit it you know the is deep and you wanna thinkin' how sweet it be if I just let you eat but to the yo, I gotta stay true the chump won't do so me with you isn't boo
3: (Both)
(G. Rap) I ya style, kid you get wild let the chips my clique smiles across your mans throat so look who's big now on shit like a (?) lame chick you got this shit we got the big shipped in from miles I'm whippin' shit with 6 plus 6 valves makin' off Fiscal we regulated, boo I guess you haven't heard the latest these new agents stackin' (Chameleon) Yeah, I about the way you flip birds, got these standin' on the curb sellin' cocaine and erbs you and my nigga exchanged words then ways you to God all day your squad would my man in all kinds of sick and retarded ways (G. Rap) straight gave him a harp to (Chameleon) I peeped resume (G. Rap) you me Angel? (Chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but I bang you
2X