[Intro Ms. Uh, Ms. Jade, It's like that old "back in the day" house Dance contest right here
[Verse 1 Ms. They got me, watcin' my back, looking over my I'm the best part of wakin' up, a cup of Folgers I'm the and the youngest at the same time to the beat, like we both got the same mind I got the feelin' for the of the figgas Ya'll dont what ya'll done triggered Squad'll ride and big whipper, they love me From block that shot cracks, college boys Them niggas dreads and knapsacks I spit greasy like an S I don't get 'em naucious I make them muthafuckas it up, next level once I get involved Back flip, kick, then I spit like I'm Croft The game is off, I made every shot, every block to the ready rock, I semi pop like I got beef wit ya Dem things gonna get cha, better ya peeps wit ya
[Chorus (Ms. Jade) Is you a problem for them faggot (Damn right) Would you off this bottle wit me (Damn right) you lose it all to get some more (Damn right) Do you eat, sleep and shit (Damn right)
[Verse 2 Ms. Since I was on bottles, and playin' wit my rattles wit the flow, plus I'm itchin' for a battle Grab you and choke you up, toss you in the Flows make you drown you sinkin' in the water Callin' for the coroner, in Florida Ya'll don't wanna with this broad, nigga i'm warnin' ya Hot like Timmy, push ya like I'm Jimmy Peep shit, street shit, Broady in me It's a gimmick, the house, I'll take it to the limit Turn like a gremlin, if you messin' wit my spinach green in them Bonaville seats, lean Ms. Jade, need an to beat me I stuff you, one time you'll get it A little talent but you don't what to do with it I'm through wit it, all other shit is minor Key element, next to water, sun and fire I'm from the 215, so ya'll better recognize half and leave the rest to God Nothin' to lose and somethin' to I the bender for the suckas, shit I'm breakin' the rules
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[Verse 3 Ms. Ain't no way ya'll don't smell what I'm preparin' I ain't 'bout ya mom, pop or aunt Karen I do damage on a daily Words boil you like hot soup and I'll let you it I'm the bang bang, the chitty cocksucka Born like 16th to the damn Ruckas I'm dumb nice, ya dumb lives See a watch but you broke, at ya dumb ice Sometimes I feel outta place 'cause I out like a sore thumb Wild out so I wait 'til the tour come I'm like Gladys them damn Pips I smoke on them L's til my fingernails is black tips I'm so hip, see the shit that I be on Talk tough, niggas be plastic like neons I'm disgusting, known for bustin' Crushin', bluffin', dustin', nothin'
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