[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 one wit the drum tap The purple start pushin my back Been there, that My words stick to you like tacks me, LOX hooked up wit Rodney The teal, but the truck's mahogany Hating, I can't get you off me Fresh like I took the plastic off me Me and is high school sweethearts And I'm in her so she can't divorce me Can't see than Kiss, I'm like a father to this Want ya go and cop your to this I possess the whole package - the girls, the And there's something me the world just loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, tell em my name
- Jadakiss & (Woman) (2x)] (J-A-D-A) I'm it out, the guns'll 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 don't stop
- Sheek Louch] Sheek get it popping, this shit don't stop Got boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top out, no shirt, burgandy drop Chain's bigger than D and Flava's clock Yeah boy, Sheek kinda hot days Hold the heat I spit, need ten ice trays D-Block what up? fucking wit that? Got the Camp spitting heavy on Jerkins track Glock jerk him back, that or the mac I prefer but take it if you got it in black shorty wanna hop on it I tell her not here, but we could go inside the bathroom Let me give it to your straight, I ain't no money We could drink till we out, make dicks and all that I'm a gangster, I bet shorty back Got her job through a two way
[Chorus - Louch & (Woman) (2x)] (F-A-G-E-A) Pulling it out, the pop (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the stop (F-A-G-E-A) The club'll band, the beat knock (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit don't
[Verse - Sheek Hey yo it's Louchy baby, screen in the Mercedes Naw it's just weed, I'm wit y'all Oil slick, it's the juice I throw out the back But it's for lil nigga if you hearing the clack I'm bringing it back, you don't jump to this I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Letting it off, nigga like we to diss (J-A-D-A) Hey yo Kiss ([Jada:] up Louch?) yo take it from there
[Verse - Raspy voice, flow of the year; the cue tip bars They feel good they go in your ear Ti Gun, Peanut Punch girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A) (Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ready We got haze in the air and we the yac Bout to get up on 'Honey' cause she throwing it And you know I the hawk on my neck, so don't violate Cause I can't for it to go in your back, uh
[Chorus - & Sheek (Woman) (4x)] (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the pop (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the stop (J-A-D-A) The band, the beat'll knock (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit stop
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