[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 the kick Since a youngcat, I one wit the drum tap The purple pushin my lungs back Been there, that My words stick to you like thumb Pardon me, LOX up wit Rodney The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's Hating, I can't get you off me Fresh like I just the plastic off me Me and streets is high sweethearts And I'm in her so she can't divorce me Can't see farther Kiss, I'm like a father to this ya go and cop your father to this I possess the package - the girls, the thongs And something about me the world just loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' tell em my
[Chorus - & (Woman) (2x)] (J-A-D-A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop (J-A-D-A) I'm taking your money, the stop (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll (J-A-D-A) We keep going, this shit don't stop
[Verse - Louch] Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit stop Got your boobs hitting, in a Halter Top Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy Chain's bigger than Chuck D and clock Yeah boy, Sheek hot these days Hold the heat when I spit, ten ice trays D-Block what up? what's wit that? Got the Camp heavy 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 tell her not here, but we go inside the bathroom 'Honey Let me it to your straight, I ain't spending no money We could drink till we pass out, make dicks and all I'm a gangster, I bet shorty crawl 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 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, this shit stop
[Verse - Sheek Hey yo Louchy baby, smoke screen in the Mercedes Naw it's weed, I'm fucking wit y'all Oil slick, it's the juice I throw out the back But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the I'm bringing it back, you don't wanna jump to I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Letting it off, nigga like we hunting to (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 feel when they go in your ear Ti Gun, Peanut your girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A) (Sheek: Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ain't ready We got haze in the air and we the yac to get up on 'Honey' cause she throwing it back And you know I keep the on my neck, so don't violate Cause I wait 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 don't
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