[Forte' If you it you 'gon' get it partner! What you it look like? Nutzbaby...
My like I tell you from the jump brotha judge me 'cause of this baby...Let me know!
[Forte' 1st El Capitan name John on You foes only do with new kicks on Toe toes with my Pass the Poupon Hoe cronies I don't know what the y'all on So long, a brother it in quote I want a sista man, my beat Jamaicans rock on now, you know The Score Before I killed The Don't You knew me the solo record dropped What?! I'm into on Movin' slow, - national Since I fork through the Called my first a hoe, 'cause I sweat her Now I know better, to let it flow, like I met her And let the show tour broads quick to fuck a man, in the That's why I maintain the Damn! You the half Shit is straight, I turn it Who fresh? You gonna blow it? if you know it!
Fujita Singing Chorus (Forte' in parentheses)] If you want it, we got it! (You got The One, baby!) You got The One, baby!
If you it, we got it, decide it! (You got The Right One, baby!) You got The One, baby!
If you it, we got it! (You got The Right One, baby!) You got The One, baby!
If you want it, we got it, it! (You got The Right One, baby!) You got The One, baby!
- 2nd Verse] Well it ain't nothing but a The noise I heard, could make a crew want to shoot up every and slide Like I'm to show you love to try to get inside Club promoters 'fessin' their little guest lists Sleek, I'm deep All in fact, now the line start with me, and it ends in the back You love me, I know you like the record!!! Don't touch me!!! Niggas stay wack, like crack, in the So why try me? Swift, I do be You get more than frisked by club security Lovely, what it look My sons run time I touch a mic you want to, "Throw Guns Up!" Hard to Here to swipe the next man's Crimes, collar Underground, Kabala You know the effort, all you do is make a You silly, Milli's, we spray the milliseconds! What?!
Cash, baby!
"Pras"] Check it, it! I got The One the one Allstars, ichi (Japanese for number one Rap Song) running up saying, "Pras, put me on!" Hear my along it on And Dirty Cash, November we'll be gone! it!
[Forte' & - Singing] Ain't no moonshine that long! Around Mr. I hater you Rappers do like On the don You embarrass me, more chaperones at the prom You in the stall, is a ball, be gone! You ain't never knew the truth, so get me wrong! You know how we do, it, then I spit it, and lock it! El Capitan, you it? I got it!
[Jeni