[Intro - & (Woman)] (Jadakiss) (Sheek) WHOOO!!! D-Block, Uh huh, Uh -
[Verse - Yo, I'm too much, I flow 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, done My words stick to you thumb tacks Pardon me, LOX up wit Rodney The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's Hating, I get you bastards off me like I just took the plastic off me Me and streets is school sweethearts And I'm always in her so she divorce me Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm a father to this ya go and cop your father to this I possess the whole - the girls, the thongs And something about me the world just loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' em my name
[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 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 Louch get it popping, this shit don't Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Top Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy Chain's bigger than D and Flava's clock Yeah boy, Sheek kinda hot days the heat when I spit, need ten ice trays D-Block what up? what's fucking wit Got the Camp spitting heavy on this Jerkins Glock him back, either that or the mac I prefer chrome but it if you got it in black Thick shorty hop on it I tell her not here, but we go inside the bathroom 'Honey Let me give it to your straight, I ain't spending no We could drink we pass out, make dicks and all that I'm a gangster, I bet crawl back Got her job through a two way
[Chorus - 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 beat knock (F-A-G-E-A) We keep going, this shit don't stop
- Sheek Louch] Hey yo it's baby, smoke screen in the Mercedes Naw just weed, I'm fucking wit y'all Oil slick, it's the juice that I out the back But it's for lil nigga if you hearing the clack I'm bringing it back, you don't wanna jump to I'm Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Kiss Letting it off, nigga like we hunting to (J-A-D-A) Hey yo Kiss ([Jada:] what up Louch?) yo it from there
- Jadakiss] Raspy voice, of the year; It's the cue tip bars They good when they go in your ear Ti Gun, Peanut Punch your girl ready (F-A-G-E-A) (Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ain't 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 hawk on my neck, so violate I can't 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 your money, the funeral stop (J-A-D-A) The band, the beat'll knock (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this don't stop
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