[Intro - & (Woman)] (Jadakiss) (Sheek) WHOOO!!! D-Block, Uh huh, Uh -
[Verse - Yo, I'm just too much, I too sick I be on top of the snare, all over the Since a youngcat, I been one wit the tap The purple start my lungs back Been there, done My stick to you like thumb tacks me, LOX hooked up wit Rodney The Ferrari's teal, but the mahogany Hating, I can't get you off me Fresh I just took the plastic off me Me and streets is high school And I'm in her so she can't divorce me Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm a father to this Want ya go and cop your father to I possess the whole - the girls, the thongs And there's something me the world just loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, tell em my name
[Chorus - & (Woman) (2x)] (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
[Verse - Louch] Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit don't Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Top Drizzling out, no shirt, drop Chain's bigger than Chuck D and Flava's Yeah boy, kinda hot these days Hold the heat I spit, need ten ice trays what up? what's fucking wit that? Got the Camp spitting on this Jerkins track jerk him back, either that or the mac I prefer chrome but it if you got it in black shorty wanna hop on it I her not here, but we could go inside the bathroom 'Honey Let me give it to your straight, I spending no money We could drink we pass out, make dicks and all that I'm a gangster, I bet shorty back Got her job through a two way
[Chorus - Sheek & (Woman) (2x)] (F-A-G-E-A) it out, the guns'll pop (F-A-G-E-A) I'm your money, the funeral stop (F-A-G-E-A) The club'll band, the will knock (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, shit don't stop
[Verse - Louch] Hey yo it's Louchy baby, smoke screen in the Naw it's weed, I'm fucking wit y'all Oil slick, the juice that I throw out the back But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the I'm bringing it back, you wanna jump to this I'm Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Kiss Letting it off, nigga we hunting to diss (J-A-D-A) Hey yo ([Jada:] what up Louch?) yo take it from there
[Verse - voice, flow of the year; It's the cue tip bars They good when they go in your ear Ti Gun, Punch your girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A) (Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the ain't ready We got haze in the air and we the yac Bout to get up on 'Honey' she throwing 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
[Chorus - Jadakiss & (Woman) (4x)] (J-A-D-A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the stop (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll (F-A-G-E-A) We keep going, this shit don't stop
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