[Intro - & (Woman)] (Jadakiss) (Sheek) WHOOO!!! D-Block, Uh huh, Uh -
- Jadakiss] Yo, I'm just too much, I flow too I be on top of the snare, all the kick Since a youngcat, I been one wit the tap The purple start my lungs back Been there, that My words stick to you thumb tacks me, LOX hooked up wit Rodney The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's 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 always in her so she divorce me Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm like a to this Want ya go and cop father to this I the whole package - the girls, the thongs And something about me the world just loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' em my name
- Jadakiss & (Woman) (2x)] (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 club'll band, the knock (J-A-D-A) We just going, this shit don't stop
[Verse - Sheek Sheek get it popping, this shit don't stop Got your boobs hitting, in a Halter Top Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy Chain's bigger than Chuck D and Flava's Yeah boy, Sheek kinda hot these Hold the when I spit, need ten ice trays D-Block up? what's 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 'Honey Let me give it to your straight, I ain't spending no We could drink till we out, make dicks and all that I'm a gangster, I bet shorty back Got her job a two way contact
- Sheek Louch & (Woman) (2x)] (F-A-G-E-A) Pulling it out, the pop (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral (F-A-G-E-A) The band, the beat will knock (F-A-G-E-A) We just going, this shit don't stop
- Sheek Louch] 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 that I out the back But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the I'm it back, you don't 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 - Raspy voice, flow of the year; It's the cue tip They feel when they go in your ear Ti Gun, Peanut Punch girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A) (Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the ain't ready We got in the air and we pouring the yac Bout to get up on 'Honey' cause she it back And you know I the hawk on my neck, so don't violate Cause I wait for it to go in your back, uh
- Jadakiss & Sheek (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 funeral (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the knock (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this don't stop
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