[Intro - & (Woman)] (Jadakiss) (Sheek) WHOOO!!! D-Block, Uh huh, Uh -
[Verse - 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 pushin my lungs back Been there, that My words to you like thumb tacks Pardon me, LOX up wit Rodney The teal, but the truck's mahogany Hating, I get you bastards 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 Kiss, I'm like a father to this Want ya go and cop father to this I the whole package - the girls, the thongs And there's something about me the world loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, tell em my name
- Jadakiss & (Woman) (2x)] (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the pop (J-A-D-A) I'm your money, the funeral stop (J-A-D-A) The band, the beat'll knock (J-A-D-A) We just going, this shit don't stop
[Verse - Louch] Sheek Louch get it popping, shit don't stop Got boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top Drizzling out, no shirt, drop bigger than Chuck D and Flava's clock Yeah boy, Sheek hot these days the heat when I spit, need ten ice trays D-Block up? what's fucking wit that? Got the Camp heavy on this Jerkins track Glock jerk him back, either or the mac I prefer chrome but it if you got it in black Thick wanna hop on it I tell her not here, but we could go the bathroom 'Honey Let me give it to your straight, I spending no money We could drink till we pass out, make dicks and all I'm a gangster, I bet shorty back Got her job a two way contact
- Sheek Louch & (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 going, this shit don't stop
[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 that I out the back But it's for real lil if you hearing the clack I'm bringing it back, you don't jump to this I'm Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Kiss it off, nigga like we hunting to diss (J-A-D-A) Hey yo ([Jada:] what up Louch?) yo take it from there
- Jadakiss] Raspy voice, flow of the It's the cue tip bars They feel good they go in your ear Ti Gun, Peanut Punch your girl 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 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 pulling it out, the pop (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll (F-A-G-E-A) We just going, this shit don't stop
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