(Scarface excerpt) That chick hes with....she like me. Oh, she you huh? How do you The eyes Chico....they never lie. What, are you serious? Yeah, I'm serious....What do you think? Man, thats the lady, gonna get us killed. The bosses lady? fuck you man!....the bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got some of for me?...would you kiss me if I that hat?
1 (Kool G. Rap) I had to have her, my first glance at her stance at her watchin' men throwin' Banjamins and at her bottles of and France at her advance at her, romance at her Champagne chatter ass fatter than actress up in Family Matters lips than Mick Jaggers dick so hard the shit could her she pushed a Jaguar shined like it was black lacker she a small gat for back up whole shit peepin' out her frame, in back of her she had the glass shape had my flowin' fast paced late, get that ass raped, fast tied up with mask tape mad papes, I tell by the way she was draped her sex caked up like Drake's got the crib by the lake wanted by the for takin' powder outta state they straight sorrounded his crib tower gates garden lookin' like a flowered every he make about enough dough to spoil this bitch sour sex, money, and power, pussy good enough to I hit her up inside the marble tiled then snapped to reality he said her name was dont around with that Ho, a nigga's on the salary too low calorie her man will get his and straight turn the town to a shootin'
Chorus - off his life, to get in good with the wife, cross his life just to his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch the night, if the is right, bodies could get lost inspite repeat
2: (Chameleon)
The bosses lady, I cocks the and holds it steady baby my man ships more weight than the Navy out to get this gravy, so you take mine you crossed the fuckin' with the bosses ay yo, his mans, commit crimes found out you tryin' to with his dime you layed your life on the but the are in my hands I love rich man, and fuckin' you is not in the plan I'm out to get and live on my own land so why fuck with help? I'm livin' in wealth, you under his figure I know you felt wonderin' how the smelt taste will have you livin' in debt fantasizin' his wifes sex, so how you disrespect the man that the cash for your checks? on the low 'cause you know he blaze and you fear for next life is in debt for tryin' to get my pussy wet realize the picture I with bigger figures I got no time for with the average niggas keep the lustin' to a 'cause ain't no in it too to lose if I let you hit it you know the force is and you creep thinkin' how sweet it would be if I let you eat but to the yo, I gotta stay true the chump change do so me with you isn't boo
3: (Both)
(G. Rap) I ya style, kid you get wild let the pile my clique slit smiles across your mans throat so look big now barkin' on like a (?) lame chick you got this shit we got the big bricks shipped in from while I'm whippin' with 6 plus 6 valves makin' off Fiscal we regulated, boo I guess you haven't heard the about these new agents stackin' (Chameleon) Yeah, I about the way you flip birds, got these niggas standin' on the curb sellin' cocaine and you and my nigga words then parted ways you to God all day your squad would my man in all kinds of sick and retarded ways (G. Rap) gave him a harp to play (Chameleon) I your resume (G. Rap) you with me (Chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but I bang you
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