Damn nigga, what's wit you
Kass]
(I reign) I reign more cop Johnny Sippin' with o.j. Sportin' bruno Not guilty but Smellin' Chritstian Dior QX4, gimme yours Of course, in the abdomen of pretty women Love to love ya, Timbaland in the endin Like three strikes in the inning I rock satin boxers, cotton and denim The game he kick, special couldn't return Got you wild a texturizer Burn like the ultra-perm, it up like a geyser Sosa, kosher, nostra, keyser And got a thing for hood-rats Who keep their hair and nails And they waxed I that, you got a man, but you want a homie Love a friend, my sentiments Get at me
chorus [Karida
I like your style, can we it, oh wow Baby, so you can get at me
[Ras Kass] I got no game, It's just the women Understand my
I got a man, but we can still be So you can get at me, baby, baby-bay,
Two
Some things make you just to be alive Like Toni Braxton naked on the cover of the vibe Drive, hitting two-twenty-five In the pin no spot I survive and then know when to lick shots Keep a top notch just a phone call from my crotch brought sand to the beach Cause these is baywatch (true) You how we do Satin I see through Now she even kiss you 1-7-7-1-5-4-0-0 on my pager (I miss you boo) Your chicken-head wife was and sultry That's the rhyme and reason why we adultery I swear, love from bel-air to welfare Chalkin' up frequent flyer miles on Con-Air Her momma shoulda named her She got the in the front her in the rear
Verse
You know my though Dark and creole, I'm 'bout it without the Master P dough But see though, my tax bracket and increasin Make no You cant get a slice if you don't the cake To trick My silly ex-bitch brick For twenty - commission She dressed up with no to go While I'm blowin up your dress like Monroe For show, at my girl party, But I think she caught me a nazi Now I'm servin', she got me surveilence Like John Gotti, now I'm on the low Actin' Illuminati Don't get mad, I'm being honest It's Clarence (fuck you Ras) You Then freak me, below the hips And blow me a kiss with pussy lips Get at me
Get at me