at your bitch - she drooling from the mouth Wanna ride wit lil' B.G. and wildout Don't trip, let her come dip wit me dawg I share them lips wit Weezy '
Prepare for the calm before the brainstorm The shift of my jaws is cause for an alarm Consider every song a similar to disarm You all go respond with the call and respond From
me Is this my pussy? ([woman:] Yeah, Marquis...) I'm the one that has you sprung When I skeet, we'll have a son Skeet them jaws, skeet them draws Pull
from you (yea) Like all these times I did before I think I'll pass on you (yea) Because of the way you been actin' lately I get no cash from you (yea
drop down "Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping And you jump from yer bed, from
steady be ready for drama - I'm willing to bet on my momma Before we leave this bitch I betcha show me nuff respect [Flesh:] Hard dog from the hall of
won't, not it won't, get the best of me [Verse 3] Aiyyo, 20 years from now, and I rich or am I broke? Am I digging dirt from ditch's trying to my c.
nice spot in the field But from there you go to hell or jail Or both So you just say fuck em Pull out your nuts and tell all them hoes to suck em Cuz
the balls in my court, and it's lonely On top of the world when you're the only One with the balls in your shorts To leave them jaws on the floor with
it, my crew ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle
strange, I tell them ain't shit change I'm still the same lame asshole with a different name Became late to the last show with a different dane Brain ate from
a car pool Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told They food for thought's rotten, they gems are fool's gold Need results from my actions
step to me Rip they guts out, like a hysterectomy When beef collide, look on the flip, buy a penitentiary kite Or get you bumped off from the inside Jaws
, yeah, yo [Ghostface Killah:] Catch me on yo' brochure with beachballs, at least three whores Head wop Queens know how to work they jaws They skintone
: (feat. Trife Da God & Raekwon) [singer] Tony for mayor.. (x4) [Ghostface Killah] Catch me in a crisp blue six, deep dish Jaws is Cris', valor stopped
me Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite Or get you bumped off from the inside Jaws is hanging
and catch a fuckin clip Not in the ghetto no more But I do hang Got a black game And it's sittin on them thangs I kick the game from the street Not the
