Jadakiss, D-Block, Uh huh, Uh
Yo, I'm just too much, I too sick I be on top of the snare, all over the Since a young cat, I been one wit' the tap The start pushin' my lungs back
Been there, done My words stick to you like tacks Pardon me, LOX hooked up Rodney The Ferrari's teal, but the mahogany
Hating, I get you bastards off me like I just took the plastic off me Me and streets is school sweethearts And I'm in her so she can't divorce me
Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm like a father to Want ya go and cop your to this I the whole package, the girls, the thongs And there's something me the world just loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' 'em my name
(J A D A) I'm pulling it out, the pop (J A D A) I'm taking money, the funeral stop (J A D A) The club'll band, the beat'll (J A D A) We just keep going, this shit don't
(J A D A) I'm pulling it out, the pop (J A D A) I'm taking your money, the funeral (J A D A) The band, the beat'll knock (J A D A) We just keep going, this shit don't
Sheek Louch get it popping, this don't stop Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Top Drizzling out, no shirt, drop Chain's bigger than Chuck D and Flava's
boy, Sheek kinda hot these days Hold the when I spit, need ten ice trays D-Block what up? What's fucking that? Got the Camp heavy on this Jerkins track
Glock jerk him back, either or the mac I prefer but take it if you got it in black Thick wanna hop on it I tell her not here, but we go inside the bathroom 'Honey'
Let me give it to your straight, I ain't no money We drink till we pass out, make dicks and all that I'm a gangster, I bet shorty back Got her job through a two way
(S H E E K) it out, the guns'll pop (S H E E K) I'm your money, the funeral stop (S H E E K) The band, the beat will knock (S H E E K) We just keep going, this don't stop
(S H E E K) Pulling it out, the pop (S H E E K) I'm your money, the funeral stop (S H E E K) The club'll band, the beat knock (S H E E K) We just going, this shit don't stop
Hey yo Louchy baby, smoke screen in the Mercedes Naw just weed, I'm fucking wit y'all Oil slick, it's the juice that I out the back But it's for real nigga if you hearing the clack
I'm bringing it back, you wanna jump to this I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Letting it off, nigga like we to diss Hey yo Kiss, yo take it from
Raspy voice, flow of the year; it's the cue tip They feel when they go in your ear Ti Gun, Peanut Punch your girl ready Jadakiss, the world ready
We got haze in the air and we the yac 'Bout to get up on 'Honey' 'cause she it back And you know I keep the hawk on my neck, so don't 'Cause I wait for it to go in your back, uh
(J A D A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop (S H E E K) I'm taking money, the funeral stop (J A D A) The band, the beat'll knock (S H E E K) We just keep going, shit don't stop
(J A D A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop (S H E E K) I'm your money, the funeral stop (J A D A) The club'll band, the knock (S H E E K) We just going, this shit don't stop
(J A D A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop (S H E E K) I'm your money, the funeral stop (J A D A) The club'll band, the knock (S H E E K) We just keep going, shit don't stop
(J A D A) I'm pulling it out, the pop (S H E E K) I'm taking money, the funeral stop (J A D A) The band, the beat'll knock (S H E E K) We just keep going, this shit don't
J A D A S H E E K D-Block, no