Twista [Rap]

[Cheri]
This is a story about two riders
One's from Chicago
And the other is from New York

[Twista]
Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance?
But I'm coming back with a vengence
Runnin' like a ant since it was intense
Thought it was the end
Wish every motherfucker's in like sentence
Where they been since?
Let me not go deep in the story
But damn it, I feel the fury when I'm rapping
Got me going off in the zone
Hit eleven niggas and bitches at home
Hear the drama how it happen
Back for one minute
You remember I was grazed in the shoulder
When I plays the beholder
Hit the land like a crusier
But in the Range with the Rov'
Still it feelin' strange to a soldier
Me and Puff trapped in the parking lot
I done found the keys so let's crawl on the floor
Got up beside the ride but we still trapped
But I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe
P., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride
Blast when you crash through the exit
We still alive but the opposition gotta die
When they go then it's on to the next shit
When the car screeched off, I blast my heat off
Thus crackin' our winshield
That stud shoulda been killed
Kept shootin' 'till
I seen his bloody body do a windmill
Started catchin' convulsions that we frozen
Ain't nobody here to hold it
Feelin the escape was kinda golden
Now we dozin'
More niggas have rolled in
They started comin' at us with high-tech shit
It's only so much one mac can do
But you know what we got to do
Don't get in the wind
Is it the end or chapter 2
They coming after you

1 - [Cheri]
Living my life on the run
With these niggas coming after me
Is this the way that it has to be
I can't tell these dreams from reality
Now I'm not afraid to die
So it really don't matter to me
It just might be my destiny
I hope you niggas is ready for me

[Puffy]
Yeah, yeah
Saw my whole empire crumble into pieces
As the trouble increases
Escape is the thesis when the car speed releases
I'm on the run like Jesus
The first chapter was sadness but this one is madness
Killers on our asses, plus
I'm in 'suit, winney badges
Red and blue light flashing
Now, let's see who's the fastest
Slide through the street like a real C
Hit the curb swervin', but I'm still swift
Damn it, ain't no brakes
I feel like a enemy of the state
We on the run like Will Smith
Pumpin' some real shit
Since the car won't slow down
I had to crash through a window
Level shook but now we on foot with the showdown
Didn't know what we was in for
Somehow, someway we gotta get the ammunition
For the gun play
Now I hear some bullets ricochet,
Motherfucker's got to get away
T., let's go this a-way through the ally
Where these niggas can't score me
And max me a building attack me
Headin' straight for Kennedy, they can't catch me
There 20 minutes exactly
Get tickets at the first airline, first flight out
Get set for the hardcore,
Could you tell where the sky phone

ee jeh neun hon ja ga ch bop ik sok hae chweot seo
neol saeng gak hae doh oot seul soo it seo
ta reun saram doh man na bo go ship peo

ha ji man ah jil ah nya ja shin ee eop seo
neol mid deo naet deon neol bi weo naet deon
him deun shi gan eul hae mae ee da ji chyo

keu oh raen shi gan ee noo goo reul wi han keon ji
wae ddeo na ya haet seul gga
ta shi ka seum ee mae yeo wa


neon ma chi noon shin cho reom nae ahn neh boon shin cho reom
ji oo ryeo go ae reul sso doh ji ool soo eop neun neol chal al go it neun keol
ee jeh neun neol mi weo ha neun mam boh da da reun saram kyot teh seo
neo reul mot it go sal rah kal gga bwa keu geh deo doo ryeo weo

eon jehn ga han bon eun ma joo chil soo it get ji
keu ddaen oot seu myo mal ha go ship peo
chal ji nae nya go na neun eo ddeo da go

ha ji man ma eum boon ya ja shin ee eop seo
ni ga mi weo seo mok gi mae yeo seo
na doh moh reu geh noon mool eul bo ee myon

neon oot seo joo get ni noo goo reul wi han keon ji
wae ddeo na ya haet seul gga
ta shi ka seum ee mae yeo wa


na bo da deo haeng bok hae jyo jool rae? neol deo mi weo hal soo it geh
na reul chong mal sarang haet ta myon
ka ggeum sshik ji nan nae saeng gak geh han soom syo doh kwaen chan nah

seh weol ri heul ro ga do noon mool eul heul ryeo bwa doh
eejeh wae seo hoo hwe hae doh soh yong ee eop neun keol ee mi neujeot neun keol
ee jeh neun neo reul sarang ha neun mam boh da neo eui saram kyot teh seo
na reul mot it go sal rah kal gga bwa keu geh deo doo ryeo we

na doh moh reu geh keu geh deo doo ryeo weo

Mm-hmm, ye-yeah..

[Twista]
Here come a bitch with the fly puss', and a nigga with the fly dick
In the Mickey and Mallory mode, rollin through the streets on 24's
On krunk screamin, "Die bitch!"
Bout to shut yo' shit down, anybody that opposes to payin us a fee false
If the straps don't bleed y'all
We put stitches in yo' motherfuckin dome like a league brawl
(Come and roll with this)
Take a journey to the realm of the truth when I bust this
It's the Duke and the Duchess
Leavin haters 'buked and on crutches
Niggaz you cannot touch this
It's a new collaboration of Thug Luv
between the Thug Queen and the Thug Lord
More power than a drug lord
Meant to be because we love each other the way we love war
Gotta rider bet hug yours, cause I'm full of ambition
and ammunition and a 50 like I smoked a sticky stack of hash
Ain't no missin on no critical condition
Murderin is the mission and we can bust a itchy atcha ass
Feel the flow when I drop it
Don't when to stop it, I'm goin pockets and layin bodies down
Feel adrenaline from me and Kim and them
We got it sewed from Brooklyn to Chi-Town
See the artillery, we don't fuck around with silly games, plenty thangs
Nigga plus I got an illy aim, stick 'em up, steal his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we gon' take over the world
Whatchu know about Thug Luv?

[Chorus]
You can't fuck with us; do it like a hustler
Gotta keep it gangsta, can't no one collide with us
All my true thugs and all my real bitches
Won'tcha come and ride with us
Do it like a hustler
Gotta keep it gangsta, can't no one collide with us
All my true thugs and all my real bitches
Won'tcha come and ride with us

[Lil' Kim]
It's the T-W-I-S to the T-A, K to the motherfuckin I-M
Bout to shut yo' shit down
Other albums come out ain't NOBODY gon' buy them
Now who gon' deny them? I'm scared of myself, don't nobody wanna try Kim
Y'all know you done fucked up
(now whassup - y'all better come roll with us)
Who's you Mister? It's Lil' Kim and Twista (and we about this)
For those who doubt this, the game is ours (we gon' run you up out this)
What a wonderful feeling when you're stealin a million
But the billion jackpot's what I aim for
Get your hands in the air, put 'em up, keep 'em high
Don't want no problems - JUST GIMME WHAT I CAME FOR!
Pull up on your block, eight straight Hummers
Bout to have it locked, eight straight summers
Bank account hold eight straight numbers
Ain't no room for you whack newcomers
We the people's choice because we kick that
nasty "Hardcore" shit that you wanna hear
Can't fuck with us, hands down we win best murder rap of the year
Pounds to the misters, hugs for the miss
Bombs in the mail, sealed with a kiss
All my bitches pop that thing like this
All my niggaz wave that bling on the wrist
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Duke, we gon' take over the world
Whatchu know about Thug Luv?

[Chorus]

[Twista] Kim is yo' flow hot?
[K.I.M.] Like a gun shot
[K.I.M.] Twist' is yo' flow cold?
[Twista] Well I think so
[Twista] Kim do you got dranks
[K.I.M.] Crist' by the box
[K.I.M.] Twist' do you got smokes
[Twista] Well I got 'dro, now baby we can roll

[Lil' Kim]
Do it like a gangsta, creepin like a murderer
Strapped while I roll on chrome
Lookin for the ones we at war with
When we see 'em we gon' aim for your dome

[Twista]
Hear me Ma we can run this Earth together, come up worse than ever
Havin big dreams while we back up this work together
Let's set up shop on the block now, takin over yo' tip
Even if we gotta slang dubs
Go to war because I love blood, with a Queen by my side
Whatchu know about Thug Luv?

[Chorus Two: Lil' Kim]
Do it like a hustler, Lil' Kim and Twista
Might as well ride with us
Nigga groupies, girl groupies
They're all gon' side with us
Whatcha gon' do, it's the Duke and the Duchess
You need to give it up
We gon' take over the world
Whatchu know about Thug Luv?

[Chorus]

[Chorus Two]

[Chorus]

Are you gonna be Say that you're gonna be Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh... She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) I told her to drive over in your new whip Bring some friends you cool with Imma bring da cool whip Then I want you to strip See you is my new chick So we get our grind on She be grabbin, callin me Biggie like Shine home Man I swear she fine homes Why she always lying though Tellin me them diamonds when she know they rhinestones She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson I play 'Ready for the World' - she was ready for some action My dawg said you aint no freak, so you got to prove my man wrong Imma play this Vandross You gon' take your pants off Imma play this Galdys Knight Me and you gon' get right She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) Got you lookin at the gliss at my hands and wrists While i'm layin back smokin on my canibus When it come to rockin original like Marvin and Luther I can tell you aint no messin with Kan-man and Twist From the Chi and I be Sippin Hennessy Twistin almarie? Tryina smoke a B Lookin properly Feelin on a G? And always (Well Well Well Well Well) Come with me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne You aint know Twista can work it like the Whispers Hit the stop light, get into some Isaac The rims still moving so I'm bumping a little spinners While I'm Smokin on a B Dippin through the streets Bumpin R&B And I got to leave something to the 23's? And I do it (well well well well well) When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me when get your sheets wet listening to Keith Sweat Put you in a daze for maze Fullfilling our every temptation slow jamming having deep sex You ready for the world girl Come on over make me touch you all over your body baby don't say no to me An every moment you controllin' me I'm lovin the way you be holding me when I be listening to Jodeci And when I come over and bend your ass You be bumpin Teddy Pendergrass I'da hit it from the back to the melody to roll it slow Now I gotta go up in it fast, but imma finish last No matter how much of a thug you see I still spit it like it's R&B, so to the club with me And with some Luther come on and hope you finna and stilla be in love with me She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)  Baby drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem I keep it pimpin like an old man You gots to roll with the plan Cuz after that then I Take it to the dome Then I got to bone Stay up in the zone Got to get you home Gotta run up on And I do it (well well well well well) Baby drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem I keep it pimpin like an old man You gots to roll with the plan Cuz after that then I Take you to my home And we could get it on Disconnect the phone Just to get you goin' Tryina make you moan And I do it (well well well well well) -

[Luther Vandross]
Are you gonna be
Say that you′re gonna be

[Jamie Foxx]
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh...

[Jamie Foxx - Chorus]
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)

[Kanye West]
I told her to drive over in your new whip
Bring some friends you cool with
Imma bring da cool whip
Then I want you to strip
See you is my new chick
So we get our grind on
She be grabbin, callin me Biggie like Shine home
Man I swear%

Intro: Elephant Man (Lil' Jon)
Elephant (Hey!) Lil' Jon (Hey!)
Bone Crusher wid anotha hit song
New York girls (Hey!) carribean (Hey!)
Brukout and wine to di song oonu wine now
(This is for all the sexy ladies out there, we need to see ya)
Wine up oonu waistline, rotate it like a tire
(Let's go let's go!!!) Sing (Hey! Let's go)

Chorus: Elephant Man (Lil' Jon)
Shake that booty, turn it around (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Back that ass up (back that ass up), wine go down (Ok!!!)
Shake that booty (Hey! Hey! Hey!) turn it around
Back that ass up (back that ass up), wine go down

(Verse 1: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Shake that ass (Wine wine) y'all lookin fine (Wine wine)
One ting deh pon yuh mind (Wine wine) bend over and wine (Wine wine)
Di Jamaican girls (Wine wine) di New York girls (Wine wine)
Mi see di down south girls dem a (Wine wine) (Lil' Jon: Hey!)
Dem a wine wine dem a wine wine

(Verse 2: Lil' Jon)
Let me see you wine let me see you wine let me see you wine
Hey! And shake that shit!!!
Let me see you pop let me see you pop let me see you pop
Hey! And shake that shit!!!
Let me see you wine let me see you wine let me see you wine
Hey! And shake that shit!!!
Let me see you pop let me see you pop let me see you pop
Hey! And shake that shit!!!

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Verse 3: Bone Crusher)
Wine up your body no pushin and shovin (What!)
Crowd keep movin cause the music is pumpin (Huh!)
Girl keep it groovin now I see ya dumpin
JUMP!!! JUMP!!! JUMP!!! JUMP!!!
Hey look here girl won't you tell me somethin
(French!?) Now that this chimney's tumblin
House to earthquake just keep on comin (Huh!)
I love them ladies with the extra dunkin
Now back that ass up and give me somethin (What!)
2 Live me baby just move somethin (What!)
Wine girl you just so fine girl (Yeah!)
Let me see ya grind it up girl (Yeah!)
Elephant and Crusher 'gon rock the world
It's party time come here girl!!!

(Bridge: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)

(Verse 4: Kiprich)
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
Cock up yuh bumpa a likkle more
Cock it up mek mi slam it like a door
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
Yuh hear mi love it when mi talk to her
Split and spread out like manure
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
Every man love see girl gallore
Shabba seh him waan more pon more
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
True yuh goody goody get a encore
Every girl fi brukout like sore
(Elephant Man: Mad! Sick! Head nuh good!!!)

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Verse 5: Elephant Man)
Love see girls a wine love see girls a shake dem behind
Search di dancefloor till mi find weh mi flip di coin
Kiprich and di gal dem a wine
Hold up let's go back in time memba Jeanie wine
Memba Jeanie when yuh see mi gimme grind
Now a dancehall queenie queenie time
Jump between di lines stoosh girls stop stoosh dem a wine
Every girl waan dem career shine
(Junk in di trunk)
If yuh nah wine could a get a conflict
Wid it like a Shaolin Monk
(Mi seh junk in di trunk)
Come on girl mek mi see booty bounce
Pon di floor, di dressa or di bank (All girls!!!)

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Bridge: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand upon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Bridge: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)

(Outro: Elephant Man)
Shake that ass (Wine wine) y'all lookin fine (Wine wine)
One ting deh pon yuh mind (Wine wine) bend over and wine (Wine wine)
Di Jamaican girls (Wine wine) di New York girls (Wine wine)
Mi see di down south girls dem a (Wine wine)
Dem a wine wine dem a wine wine, alright...

Intro: Elephant Man (Lil' Jon)
Elephant (Hey!) Lil' Jon (Hey!)
Bone Crusher wid anotha hit song
New York girls (Hey!) carribean (Hey!)
Brukout and wine to di song oonu wine now
(This is for all the sexy ladies out there, we need to see ya)
Wine up oonu waistline, rotate it like a tire
(Let's go let's go!!!) Sing (Hey! Let's go)

Chorus: Elephant Man (Lil' Jon)
Shake that booty, turn it around (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Back that ass up (back that ass up), wine go down (Ok!!!)
Shake that booty (Hey! Hey! Hey!) turn it around
Back that ass up (back that ass up), wine go down

(Verse 1: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Shake that ass (Wine wine) y'all lookin fine (Wine wine)
One ting deh pon yuh mind (Wine wine) bend over and wine (Wine wine)
Di Jamaican girls (Wine wine) di New York girls (Wine wine)
Mi see di down south girls dem a (Wine wine) (Lil' Jon: Hey!)
Dem a wine wine dem a wine wine

(Verse 2: Lil' Jon)
Let me see you wine let me see you wine let me see you wine
Hey! And shake that shit!!!
Let me see you pop let me see you pop let me see you pop
Hey! And shake that shit!!!
Let me see you wine let me see you wine let me see you wine
Hey! And shake that shit!!!
Let me see you pop let me see you pop let me see you pop
Hey! And shake that shit!!!

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Verse 3: Bone Crusher)
Wine up your body no pushin and shovin (What!)
Crowd keep movin cause the music is pumpin (Huh!)
Girl keep it groovin now I see ya dumpin
JUMP!!! JUMP!!! JUMP!!! JUMP!!!
Hey look here girl won't you tell me somethin
(French!?) Now that this chimney's tumblin
House to earthquake just keep on comin (Huh!)
I love them ladies with the extra dunkin
Now back that ass up and give me somethin (What!)
2 Live me baby just move somethin (What!)
Wine girl you just so fine girl (Yeah!)
Let me see ya grind it up girl (Yeah!)
Elephant and Crusher 'gon rock the world
It's party time come here girl!!!

(Bridge: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)

(Verse 4: Kiprich)
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
Cock up yuh bumpa a likkle more
Cock it up mek mi slam it like a door
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
Yuh hear mi love it when mi talk to her
Split and spread out like manure
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
Every man love see girl gallore
Shabba seh him waan more pon more
(Put yuh hands on di floor!!!)
True yuh goody goody get a encore
Every girl fi brukout like sore
(Elephant Man: Mad! Sick! Head nuh good!!!)

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Verse 5: Elephant Man)
Love see girls a wine love see girls a shake dem behind
Search di dancefloor till mi find weh mi flip di coin
Kiprich and di gal dem a wine
Hold up let's go back in time memba Jeanie wine
Memba Jeanie when yuh see mi gimme grind
Now a dancehall queenie queenie time
Jump between di lines stoosh girls stop stoosh dem a wine
Every girl waan dem career shine
(Junk in di trunk)
If yuh nah wine could a get a conflict
Wid it like a Shaolin Monk
(Mi seh junk in di trunk)
Come on girl mek mi see booty bounce
Pon di floor, di dressa or di bank (All girls!!!)

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Bridge: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand upon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)

(Chorus: Elephant Man)
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Bridge: Elephant Man)
Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal)

(Outro: Elephant Man)
Shake that ass (Wine wine) y'all lookin fine (Wine wine)
One ting deh pon yuh mind (Wine wine) bend over and wine (Wine wine)
Di Jamaican girls (Wine wine) di New York girls (Wine wine)
Mi see di down south girls dem a (Wine wine)
Dem a wine wine dem a wine wine, alright...

Uhh, okay, y'all know what this is
Jim Capo nigga, we back on this motherfucker
Drama King, drama game, bird caine
DipSet, Diplomat - y'all know what it is
Exclusive nigga, for the streets
Harlem, stand up, Eastside representers
You know what it is, check it

Passed my hood throwin weed out the window
Half my hood they be out the window
Tell KaySlay throw the key out the window
I parked in front so I can see out the window
Get inside of the ride, 20 inches piped in the side
So I cypher some eyes, hell yeah like bikers we ride
Better yet like pilots we fly
Trust me you be flyin all high
like a bunch of birds and we dump the birds
And we bump the birds but "mums" the word
Word, word - man bird gang
I thought you heard mayne
But hold on holmes, I be rollin stones
Rocked up like a rollin stone
Blocked up and I hold the chrome
Pop up I will blow up homes, DipSet, he know it's on
Yeah, it ain't even fair
I'll squeeze a flare, I'll leave him there
Just bleedin there, no breathin air
Just leave him there 'til police get there
Whoo! That's my kind of work
Fucked up buletproof liner shirt
Then we grind the work, all kind of work
We watch po-po, they tryin alerts
Fuck that dough, they dyin of thirst
Huh, so we cop it and fry it
Chop and divide it, toppers supply it
Yeah - hit the block and he try it
Yeah - watch the cops when they eye us
Yeah - you know our block starts riots

[Chorus 2X: Jim Jones, Juelz Santana]
If it's drama we can start it
Start the drama, get retarded
Grab the llama, load the cartridge
Turn yo' ass into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it
If it's problems we gon' solv

(Petey Pablo:)
lets take some calls from the request line. caller number one..
(Caller:)
Ay,..man...whats up.
This Dominique from shay lil' trailer park.

(Petey Pablo:)
Whats up Dominique.

(Caller:)
I wanna hear that song from Lil Jon and Petey Pablo.

(Petey Pablo:)
Aight, I got that coming right up for you.
Now shoutout the radio station that gave you what you
wanted.

(Caller:)
Double-u boom boom beats baby!

(Bridge:)
(How you like it daddy?)
Would you do it from the front?
(How you like it daddy?)
Would you take it from the back?
(How you like it daddy?)
Fyna break it down like that!
(How you like it daddy?)

(How you like it daddy?)
Would you do it from the front?
(How you like it daddy?)
Can you take it from the back?
(How you like it daddy?)
Fyna break it down like that!
(How you like it daddy?)

(Verse One:)
24, 34, 46, good and thick, and once you get it she'll work wit it.
Put a face and some cute lips, earing in her tongue and she'll know what to do wit it.
Make a name for herself, and she do her shit well, and know how to keep her business to herself.
Come over anytime a nigga call chick, 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, (ding dong) and she right there.
And she know why she came here, and she know where her clothes suppose to be (off and over there).
Sniff a little coke, take a little x, smoke a little weed, drink a little bit.
I need a girl that I can freak wit,
and wanna try shit, and ain't scared of a big dick.
And love to get her pussy licked,
by another bitch, cus I ain't drunk enough to do that.

(Chorus:)
FREAKALEEK!
(Do you like it daddy?) Shameka
Keisha
(Do you like it daddy?) Tara
FREAKALEEK!
Shonda
(Do you like it daddy?) Sabrina
Crystal
(Do you like it daddy?)Daronda
FREAKALEEK!
Theresa
(Do you like it daddy?) Falicia
Tenisha
(Do you like it daddy?) Sharon
FREAKALEEK!
Ke'arah
(Do you like it daddy?) Monique
Christina
(Do you like it daddy?) Yolanda

(Verse Two:)
I need to know a whole lot then to teachin' a broad, with my ding dong make her tongue tickin the bong.
Go on ahead so I dont have to do that far, I'm spoiled (and I don't like to work that hard).
I like to lay back, relax, and enjoy my time, and with my eyess roll back and my toes curl.
(I love when you do that girl) Until it comes time for me to have to give her hers.
Tell me what you want, do you want it missionary with your feet cramed into the head board?
Do you want it from the back with your face in the pillow so you can
yell as loud as you want to?
Do you want it on the floor? Do you want it on the chair?
Do you want it over here? Do you want it over there?
Do you want it in ya pussy? Do you want it in ya ass?
I can give you anything you can handle!

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

(Caller:)
Yeah, I appreciate it lil' home boy.

(Petey Pablo:)
Not a problem. You know I do it because I love you.
Now I got to give a shoutout to Seagrims Gin cus I drink it, and they
paying me for it.

(Chorus 2x) Song evaluation

[R Kelly:]

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[Twista:]

Girl u remind me of my jeep and my s5

First I was on top of you now u sayin lets ride

Freakin yo body so good I give you wet thighs

When we get together you know we make the sex live

Take you to paradise while massaging u down

Feeling betta with twins mA?Aⓒnagin u down

Make u explode and now I'm calming u down

So good that u don't want me to bother u now

Now listen here

Come and kick it with the players, ghetto majors and the thumpa sprayers.

And we neva got no room for no haters

When we pull up on them 24 omegas

While I'm smoking on a gar seeing Vega

You by my side we be on one when we hangin

What earthquake say is wrong in a relationship

We a corporation lets take over the nation

Let me get up with u girl

Don't be trippin on yo guy he gone be up when the heat come out

Cuz u could rub the lamp three times and still won't a muthafucka like me come
out



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[R Kelly:]

You ain't neva had a playa like me to take you shoppin

Take u to the crib and sex u nonstop and

Bone thugs top droppin

Vip with the bottles poppin

So clean we gotta take a picture

So sexy I wanna get wit u

Girl I'll be singing thrilla

While u be squeezing pillows

And we can take a shower together

Get cozy in stormy weather

And if u ever going through something

I promise to make it betta

Ya just keep on lovin a thug

Massage and some sex when I tell u its time

U ain't neva gotta want for nothing

As long as u down and u ready to ride

I wanna give u them butterflies

Have yo head all off up in da sky

And we be going (weo weo weo weo)



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[Twista:]

U ain't neva rode in a Bentley lookin like this

U ain't neva got up with a thug nigga like this

Or got with a balla that spit to the rhythm like this

Or kick it with a platinum plus nigga like this

Well looka here now come look at how the player T drop the top

Kelly and Twista peep how we rock the block

Platinum Ferrari it nothing shorty

U its chump change

Or pull up in the 7-4 to the fend (4 to the fend)

Won't u get in

While I'm steady blowin smoke in the wind (smoke in the wind)

Hoping to win

Now speakin words to my head in the bed

Then after we work then we can do it that one way

Lookin thick as a loaf of bread by legs

And u get at shakin the way the twista make the tongue play

And this is for tha love and the ladies

The fine women that be rollin Mercedes

Getting freaky and

And we be going (weo weo weo weo)



[R Kelly:]

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

(feat. Twista)

[Shawnna]
Shawnna kick hot shit for bitches that got they baby daddies locked
In the pen' gone; fittin to rock cause he did wrong
Run up on the cops and he hit 'em with the glock with his wig gone
Sellin rock on the big phone
In the projects niggaz run up on your set with the tech' out
Leave you wet with you chest out
Killer niggaz realer niggaz have a nigga fill a never realer nigga
Drill a nigga fuckin with a villian never spill a nigga
Fuck that! Nigga bust back, we in the 'Llac
Me and my bitches all strapped
Puffin the sack and we be sippin on 'gnac
Fittin to react, and pop a nigga for them stacks (OOH-OOOH!)
Niggaz I'm with they put the fifth to your whole melon
Now with the murderers are known felons
I gotta pop a nigga drop a nigga rock a nigga shock a nigga
Lock a nigga fuck a nigga, cop the floppin nigga
Roll for my bitches that be droppin in the strip clubs
Tryin get 'em a lil' somethin
If you gotta take it off, take it off like a boss for the big ones
Then you get you a big gun
Motherfuckers from the Chi like to put it yo' eye if it's on bitch
Put it straight to yo' dome heads
Now you fuckin with them gangsters, ballers, hoes, hustlers
Bangers - niggaz that with them real motherfuckers like whoa!

[Chorus 2X: Ludacris]
It's real real - on the block I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel - in case a nigga wanna get in the way
So now what's the deal deal? On the street you got nothin to say
So when I see him I'ma get him (WHAT!) drill him (WHAT!)
Fill him fill him (WHAT WHAT!)

[Twista]
Twista kick hot shit for hoes and thugs
In ghettoes and clubs that get crunk; for my homies locked down
To whoever hurtin in the hood and ballers with 22's on big trucks
To my thugs that call over to they mob
And to the hustlers that be servin hydro and cocaine
To my niggaz that ain't hoes; if they have to
They will steal a nigga touch a nigga check a nigga cut a nigga
Pull the trigger bust a nigga, yellow motherfucker nigga
Ready to fill and spill a drink, I'm drunk go and weed it up
And I'm talkin about go like I'm smokin the bone
Full of some shit that damn sho' wouldn't seed it up
Got you fillin the hole then go see your body
Probably reanimated with all my Legit Ballaz rollin up
Up the streets stuffed the beats
So you see them Navigators, Escalades, Benzes,
Beamers, Excursions - bumpin systems TV's and them 20's spinnin
Mob for them niggaz that done up off them hard times
K-Town, West side, South side
Murder us for the money that's why I'm known to kick a hard rhyme
Whatever set you represent throw it up
If you buck or crunk then take yo' motherfuckin shirt off
Dealers get your work off; you wanna party
Full of hustle niggaz killer niggaz gangsta niggaz chill niggaz
Baller niggaz thug niggaz player haters real niggaz

[Chorus]

[Shawnna]
I'ma kick hot shit for bitches up in the industry tryin to compete me
I'm from the hood South side, West side
Where niggaz'll put a motherfuckin slug in my enemy
Motown, Pucketown, do or die
The difference between a motherfuckin thug and a gangsta
One's thug in a chamber
Get a nigga stick a nigga put him in a ditch and then forget a nigga
Hit a nigga puck a nigga little with the rocker nigga
Puff that say you love that
We in the 'Llac and put the lemon in the 'gnac
Remy and sacks that got me scummy in the back
Puffin the raps that got me layin out slacks
And it's speakin like, "Wow, that, blunt let me hit the weed"
Cause I been feelin like
Fuck a nigga bust a nigga Shawnna never love a nigga
Chi about to show the motherfuckers how to rush a nigga
Crush that put it on momma
On everything I got e'rything for the drama, puff marijuana
To the Shawnna and put it on ya
Flows who you froze in a comma
We so relentless, you know Chi up in the business
Flows in yo' dome in an instance
Hoes and them folks and the Mo's and the ki's and the fo's
And the BD's and lows and the fiends and the hoes and God!

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Intro: Young Chris]
Yeah..
Young Chris, M-eez, my nigga Free-Wheez
The boy TwistaHolla
My life on the track (Okay)
Up and comin'
State Prop Chain gang (That's right)
Get low (Get low)
It's the Roc in the building nigga(Holla...Yeah)
It's the motherfuckin' Roc bitch, who hotter than us?(Okay, okay)
[Young Chris]
Ayo..ever since a young buck, I been on the come upKnown to dish the raw, dish the law if they come upAnd cheddar 'till the sun up..If there's a ransom and the law get involved, then we never get it summed upNever put ya gun up, if ya come round meI go to war wit' niggaz 'round the corner from 'round meYou could front 'round me, but I read through thatWit' the mili' and I ain't talkin' 'bout no Segal macNiggaz see shoot back, we can see to thatHit yo front letters see through back, bring yo peoples backAnd I used to grind out on my friend's spot'til he's mom wanted my Tim-botsNow my paint got me discountsOr trans-quo all around the world, like I was signed to Pimp-dotAnd if it's ten targets and I got ten shotsI'm tryin' to leave at least nine out of them ten shot..
[Memphis Bleek]
I got my mind on my money, money on mindBut some say its a gift, I don't write but I rhymeI, complete songs with just one tryTell 'em it's no lie, I beef all my life...doggI never think, it's already thereI find ways to say it, so you motherfuckers hear itAnd when you hear it you feel it, you know its real soThis is how I live it, how it's pictured for real...niggaI'm shittin' for realDiamonds against wood, underground king for realBig crib when I lay, yeah I'm livin' for realTrust me the guns come off the shelf whenever shit'll get realAutomatics and extended clips, that's what I'm hittin' wit'Dummies in the black rhinoesYeah, they be killin' shitMasked up kidnap shit, that's how my niggaz getChi-town, NYC, that's how my niggaz get..
[Freeway]
Yes, just picture me rollin'The smith and wesson'll stay goin' put a hole in yo chestIt's just, another hustle paper gettin' made and foldGet mad, you street niggaz finally made itI swoop five, he know the ride, heavily loadedDeliver pies like cake, they go straight through yo payment...yup!Chump...you don't really wanna warWith the State Prop clique, if ya clique shot us, squad upS-P game so damn tough, the 4 4 in the 5th tucked ya'll can't hangTransporter turned rapper, get a camcorder film my lifeStill acclompished, tryin' to fill they cupsThe rap version of Mandela, call my bluffWe still the street dwellers, feel my pain (my pain)I spit a verse and split a clip in the rainA fool-proof when the full force open you up (what!)
[Twista]
Twista will rock you, you don't want the thug apostle to pop youHostile when I drop you, turnin' everything colossal to fossilesI speak street gospel, all they life I spit words and paint portraitsFor real niggaz that hold down they fortress and serve off of porchesHit 'em in the body wit' the powerful forces, that'll end all your doubtMake you clean up your house, bag up an ounce, hit the dance floor and bounceWe blessed wit' the talent, fuck wit this clique, it ain't gon' be easy'Cause you fuckin' wit' Twist if you fuck wit Chris, Bleek and Free-wheezySo speak and breath easy... Or the scutches my future in 3DI like wars, I'm from a city full of vice, lords, and GD'sBreeze and souls, 2-6's, kings, VD's and storesSpanish cobras and all the true soldiers survivin' are goneWatch me spit if for the killers and hustler's, flippin' all the pounds and bricksHate on me I'ma bust at you hoes, and I put eleven down wit' a clipNiggaz servin' fiftys and hundreds, when I see you and I'm on yo tipTwista and this East-Coast regime, it's that chi-roc shit

Badunkadunk
f/ Jazze Pha

[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
(Badunkadunk) All in your face when you're at the club
(Badunkadunk) Slide down the poll for the 30 Dub
(Badunkadunk) Look at your ass girl, it's so much fun
(Badunkadunk) I tell the DJ, I mean ya #1
(Badunkadunk) What? (Badunkadunk) Rock Yo!
(Badunkadunk) All That (Badunkadunk) Bounce Yo!
(Badunkadunk) Big Phat (Badunkadunk) I Love Yo!
(Badunkadunk) Tell the DJ, I mean I'm #1

[Verse 1: Twista]
Ooh! Shit, damn shawty look at the muthafuckin' fatty
Come to daddy, tell me what I gotta do to get you lickin' in my custom caddy
Never wanna let you get up out the ride
When I burst to the lip my mouth is wide
Look at titties with them little bitty shorts you got on
With the thighs hangin' out the side
When you work it you gone hurt these other bitches(That's Right)
Hurtin' em' mean with the way you struttin'
Even though you only walkin'
You still lookin' like you shouldn't do that shit in public
I can tell from right now what I see you workin' with
You ain't even gotta ask for the blunt
Booty so phat, gaps so nice, you can see ya ass from the front
You finna hurt how you twurk that thang
You want me to hear when you pop it baby
Fell in love when you came up in club, with a whole bottle of Mo'
Don't pop it baby!
I know you got up on some rump shaker time
Just let us see what you can do
Sip a little something while you bounce that ass
Girl you gotta Badunkadunk

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Twista]
Now bounce that ass, hurry up for the Bentley
Now gone drop that bikini for the Lamborghini
Now let me see you in a car for the big grown
Love the way you shake it for the dollar
Holla at me when you see me
Now I don't wanna see nobody full of rigimortis
Go head and jiggle for the more more money that's in his hands
Go head and hit the shades with ya thick ass
Now come over here by the table and give me a lap dance
Bend it over come and get this dust
Come take it off now we in the cut
Gots to hit that from the back
Shorty gotta lil junk in her trunk
Look at how she make one butt-cheek freeze
Look at how she make the other cheek move fast
Look at how she switch, make the other cheek move
Then move both sides then clap that ass
Remember them times!, when you met two shawty's
And you really want the cutest
But you let her slide, cuz the other gotta really big-o donkey booty
Now shawty think she fine, only if she really knew the truth
I ain't gone lie, girl twurk them thighs
I'm in love with your big Badunkadunk

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Twista]
Can you make it go wobbley-wobbley, come on and follow me
Take you on a ride on the 'C' and umm!
If you let it jiggley-jiggley, make it go wiggley
Baby you can never get rid of me and umm!
Twurk something, ooh yeah
Yeah that booty softer then a teddy bear
So phat I can barely stare, with a darier, that's scary there
Come and drop for a nigga named Twista
Come and pop for me like a pistol
Got Badunkadunk's from a MOB and got Badunkadunk's for Jazze Phizzle
Girl you deserve respect, you look so good girl I commit you
The hottest thang on the menu
When I'm off up in the strip club, I like to get you
Twurk that thang, bounce that ass
Work it all the way down to the floor
Climb to the top, shake it up-side down
Side of the muthafuckin floor
Work that crown, give a lap-dance
Shake it like it's for lady-groups
Take all the ballers to the V.I.P
Girl gone work yo Badunkadunk

[Chorus]

Shake That Thang Girl!(Repeat to the end of song)
[Jazze Pha]
This! is a Jazze Phizzle Product-shizzle
My Nizzle! Hah!
Twista!, Chi-Town, Yeah
What? Legit Ballin' Daddy!
Ooh!, We out Daddy!

[Verse 1: Twista]
I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars
Well I treat bitches like drinks
When I step in the club and by out the bar
So let me quench my thirst with you and a friend
Instead of the juice & gin
Why don't I pour out the drink and you hop in
Glass full of ass for a true motherfucker
With that that turquoise Coogi on
You remind me of a blue motherfucker
Your friend was sexy when I seen her in Prada
But I think Gina was hotter
Cause her skin tone was like a piña colada
I saw two Japanese chicks that got bodies
So I ordered them a mai tai and hot sake, then I got cocky
And asked them do they come to this club a lot
Well ya got a brotha hot
Hop in my bubble drop
Can I get a double shot?
Or get wit these two mamacita's one wit the karma of margarita
The other one like two shots of tequila
And they all fine I really don't know what to think
As I get bubbly and choose and try to figure out
[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?
[Verse 2: Twista]
Don't want the middle Cosmopolitan ass
I like the one that makes your face drop like a Neopolitan mast
No telling what these thick bitches would do
Reminiscent of a big old pitcher of brew
But hit ya like a slow screw
Dip in a strip a club in LA with a bankroll
Where the weather ain't cold
So I can see some hoes slide down a poll
I met two dancers named Moet and Cristal
I was checkin they style
We had a session It was wet it was wild
Then I dug these two twins thick wit Hennessey one was Remi Red
With skinny legs
Both of them game to give me head
With a little bit absolute vodka for they homie Tasha
Tell her to come closer
So y'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa
If I was mayor I would campaign ass
Drunk politician with women swimming around the champagne glass
Drink so much that I might hurl in the sink
And if you ask me why
I couldn't figure out
[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?
[Verse 3: Twista]
If you would suck my soul
I shall lick your funky emotions
Look at that big old donkey you toting
I wish I could pour some of you in a bishop's cup
And have a toast wit King Boo
And celebrating the fact that you thick as fuck
I holla Church cause its pimps in the party
Let me sip on ya body
Get a good buzz of ya like you lemon Bacardi
Or a long Island havin sex on the beach
Or in the 'llac sunroof let back with the tech on the seat
Got a red bone I call her strawberry daquiri
Bring her back for me
Carry packs for me
Had her suck off my facultay
Got a little mamma name Mimi
Who remind me of Martini and Asti Spumante
How she move to my cd
I got a chocolate chick who deep throat
She help me shake up dope
She the complexion of Crown Royal and Coke
And they making it hard for me to decipher and think
As I get bubbly and choose
And try to figure out
[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?
[Outro: Highbeam]
Hennesy mixed wit some of that Alize
Gimme a shot of that Remy
And a whole lot of Tanqueray
Keep it comin with that Cognac
Pop the Moet lets sip on that
Naw playa put ya money back
Cause these drinks on me
Give me a bottle of that Belve'
Long island iced tea
Hook me up a martini
All these dinks on me
I want to have a sex on the beach
How about a gin & juice for me
So put away ya money G
All these drinks on me

"Here I am.."
"Here I am.."
"Here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Come and get me!" {*echoes*}

[Twista]
On a rainy day die early morn', my lethal legacy was born
I see any rapper around, 'bout the fuckin mics I left torn
But they won't give me all my peeps, and there's only one shot to get G's
Get love for my MC's at home, but some of them still hate on me
Look how many years I done repped, hustled through the streets in the cold
It's fire but our first rap as ever, signed the contract a decade ago
Put Chi name on records in the East, put Chi name on records in the West
Put Chi name on records in the South, bitch how you gon' open your mouth?
To the motherfuckin industry, why you hate on me and my city?
Would it be an imbalance of power if y'all let Chi niggaz get cheese?
Or is it us holdin us back? Think hard when you rollin your sack
Whatever the case my Chi nigga, if it's in my means I got yo' back
What the fuck's really goin on, does the magazine know we on?
Don't he already know we established myself as Twista Corleone?
Well I'm holdin my city down, ain't goin nowhere, here I stand
You know where I am if you hate me {"Come and get me!"}
If you want me {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]
"Here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Come and get me! Come and get me!"

[Twista]
What did I do to deserve, all of this madness around me
Found me in the studio buryin myself and was smokin herb
Tried to kick me to the curb
To the back to the ditch to the dump to the shack but I sprint in the front
in the 'Llac with a fifth and a blunt in the back with a bitch and a pump
And I'm ready to bust at you hoes, ready to dump lames in ditches
Steady makin fakers bleed, L.B. family handle business
Comin into Twista's realm, journey with me through the pain
The hurt just might make you envision drama that could turn you insane
How much of my chaos bring tears, how many threaten my career?
How many threatenin to murder me but bitch you know where I live
Who the fuck do you think I is? Y'all ain't comin at wit no shotties
Why you think you can hurt like these years, yo all of my peeps can you sawed
Think you finna bring out my fears? Tell me why my success make you cry
And why my downfalls make you laugh, but I bet my hydro got you high
Never let hate back me down, stand forth like a man
If you want me {"Come and get me!"}
Wanna kill me? {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]

[Twista]
We got Geo like Neo, of course we as sourcy as Morpheus
or we as sick as some Marcus Aurelius alias atheist
Look it's niggaz who flow be the achiest, I'm just a alias
Now why hate me is maybe is cause I'm controllin this radius
or this world and this whole universe, don't believe let me spit you a verse
Just when you thought you was worse I come wit worse that'll make you disperse
My allies know I'm too cold, my enemies know I spit thangs
My Lords know I bust that thang, my gangstas know how we still reign
My mobsta family steady ride, L.B. family steady click
While us and other crews collide, choose your weapon take a pick
Load up, click-clack, it's on ?finna bust, get back, run home
Come at me jokers get whacked with a strap to the back of the dome
Industry niggaz get gone, heard y'all be stickin Big Worm
I show you some shit that'll blow you now slow you down like you siz-urp
The Chi-Town's sacrificial lamb, well here I stand
firm if you hate me {"Come and get me!"}
If you want me {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]

Higher
f/ Ludacris, Wildstyle

[Intro: Twista] + (Ludacris)
Yeah, you know it's about to go down right?
(Yeeah!) Got to let them know who is this? (Ludacris!)
And who else nigga? (Twista, wooo, ahhh!)
Uh, uh (check it out)

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Sometimes I think that I got to see a little bit of brighter days
Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left or the right but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my ways
I still hear a fool and I track them, distract them, and whack them
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak them, attack them, and sack them
Get a weapon and I crack his brain cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night, so talk shit and I'm a lift them up off of they toes
With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of dro
Smoking, choking, get them open, croaking
It's so potent - I'm hoping to keep on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm felling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
You caused some vapors and I caught the throne, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

[Chorus: Twista]
Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want what I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that want to party
Just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get crunk

[Verse 2: Twista]
(Look out!) I put a little bit of hash on some motherfucking purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then rippng shit in a rage
In the netti cofetti with a belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfucking hood to come and give you some back up
We can get into it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they all get some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody that different with me
Got to get him for thinking it's a game
And whether you from my city or not, talk shit
I'ma kill him especially if he say my name
I've been up on him - I handle my business
And I'm a stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that don't feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm going to drop that 2003 on 19"

[Chorus: Twista]

[Verse 3: Twista]
We balling out of control, I floss on, play on, pimp on
A speed deamon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the zone
Hang on cause here I'm gone
In the motherfucking wind when I'm sippin on Henn'
I got paper, you owe something
And I done came a long way from letting me hold something, to roll something
Find a body, then fill him up with some adrenaline
And then kill him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the whole world like a poet,
Check icy cold, your Pop's so hungry, he mends a berry
Shit, and when it come to shipping good
Who that?, who that?, I got the sack open
And the herb got the flow so strong
Hot them on crack, the track is for back-to-back smoking
Never come up with it unwise, and he
nigga you ain't untouchable when I spark the heat
Coming at you like sharks to meat
the blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded cause I'm hard to beat
always screaming where a beat and the dro at?
You know we love that cut up
In the back of the club with purple in the back crying
Twis' and Ludacris get fucked up

[Chorus: Twista]

[Outro: Twista] + (Wildstyle)
Pass me the..
Let me smoke my..
(Yeeah, this a Wildstyle production
Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it
get it, uh, yeeah)

[ Twista ]
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,
Knowing the cops is hot when I’m on the block, And I
Wish my brother woulda made bail,
So I won’t have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, And I
Wish that my grandmother wasn’t sick,
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn’t have to suffer,
When the streets get the upper had on us and we lose a brother, And I
Wish I could go deep in a zone,
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a could teach a soul to fly,
Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them hi, And I
Wish God never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers, And I (I wish)
Wish God woulda turned they hearts righteous,
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers, But uh
We will never break, though they devistate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain’t gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, cuz we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on!!!
Let’s HOPE!

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people commin up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have ‘em trippin of the joy I bring, (shiit)
I wish that we could hold hands,
Listen instead of dissin lessons from a grown man, And I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that’s on dubs, And I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me) (I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don’t nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stain’ strong,
You can make it whether you wit him or your mans gone, And I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly, And I
Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish that enemies could talk,
And that super homie Christopher Reeves could still walk, (I wish)
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,
Let’s HOPE

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
Wish the earth wasn’t so apocalyptic,
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,
We can make it always so optimistic,
If you don’t listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country wouldn’t have to go to war,
Why can’t we kick it and just get em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King “Why can’t we all just get along”,
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,
You can be wrong if it’s you doubting,
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt,
Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!
And let’s HOPE

[ ( x 2 ) Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[Intro: Twista]
Here I am motherfuckers, thought I was gone, huh?
Y'all just gonna take my shit and run wit it, huh?
Oh I gotta getcha, I gotta getcha my adrenaline still pumpin'
Kamikaze style, I feel like, I feel like, I FEEL LIKE

[Verse 1: Twista]
Standing in the midst of a hundred thousand haters
Dynamite and C-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears in my eyes
Hit the switch making sure any motherfucker in the vicinity blow away and die
Kill'em off with an explosion get up bitches
Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb
Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body
While you decompose die with a blunt of dro in yo hand
I'm uppin the itchy for fuckin wit Twista
If you fuckin wit me come back for you
Cause it won't be an issue
Got some nuts to come get me
Then boy you gon get the picture for flamin my swisher
Then hollows penetrate through your tissue
Fuckin' fed up wit your blood
As I hear the cries of yo homies screamin revenge got no mercy on them either
Go to war wit the intentions to annialate everything you stand for
Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer
The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who cometh after the Christ
Next one to glisten after ice
Fuckin wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice
I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life
My brother you can't bring harm wit guns
I'm armed wit bombs fuck all that shit you carry I got your obituary
A motherfuckin phenomenon-cause I'm ah come
Til they put all of us in a cemetery

[Chorus: 2X]
Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really wanna fuck wit
(Kill'em All, Kill'em All, Kill'em All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Suicide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die bitch
(Kill Us All, Kill Us All, Kill Us All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

[Verse 2: Twista]
Go to war like I'm untouchable
Yellin' out bloody murder while I'm bustin you (bustin you)
2 deadly fingers squeezing twin triggers steady touchin you
Screamin' like a demon like I'm finger fuckin you (fuckin you)
Just put my body in a room wit the enemy and I got a grenade
I'mma pull the pin out the sum bitch
Pop 17 sins out the gun clip
Smoking dro so fire I was on 10 after 1 bligg
Nigga you have now entered the chainsaw massacre
Takin more blood than a 2000 dracula
Slip the clip in the automatic and get to bustin
Horrific hollows while you prayin' to Jesus of Nazarus
A 7 day theory like makaveli flowin on a track that's scary
Wit a Mack in the back of the pelle
Spectacular how could you dare me I'm already willing to die
I'm comin back after they bury me
Its time for your confessions I be the priest
Celebrate and salute the sign of a suicidal soldier
Better become a bible holder
As I start to massacre men with a verbal recital that's colder
Deaths coming closer
As you let kamikaze enter yo body
Careful or you die standing vertical
And anyone that opposes I swear to God I'mma get you
Even if I gotta murder me to murder you

[Chorus: 2X]
Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really wanna fuck wit
(Kill'em All, Kill'em All, Kill'em All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Suicide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die bitch
(Kill Us All, Kill Us All, Kill Us All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Like a 24
f/ Liffy Stokes, T.I.

Make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Shawty make dat ass roll like some 24's (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)

I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24) [repeat]
I can make my ass roll like some 24's (24s)
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24)

Now drop it (now drop it) to the floor
Spin it like some stop and go
Drop it (drop it) to the floor
Spin it like some stop and go
Roll like a 24
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24

Now I could tell from back in the days when we was shawtys in the hood
Dat you was gone grow up to be thick as hell and lookin good
Now you 21 and them thighs ain't no crunk
Lookin fine as hell like a penny junk up in the trunk
Make a nigga get (get) what you want
Put dat ass on dubs
Feel it when you get the party crunk

Feel it when you twirk it in the club
Feel it when you get down on the floor
Love when you get down on the low
Feel I wanna jack dat ass wanna bump and get that ho get the hoe
Baby I jus got some 24's and I love to watch em spin (spin)
So let me see you make dat ass roll like my rims
Spinnin like omega jones
Pop dat booty fo my squad
Work dat booty tho it hard roll it like a ?

[Chorus]

You already know hoes down pimps up
When pimpin step up in the house put ya bitch up
I got a remi bottle instead of a pimp cup
It shine like a summer day when my wrist up
She wanna wave now cuz my nigga Twista
Dissed her then bounced wit her sista
I tell her keep her head down and her hips up
You can keep dat pussy imma tear dem pretty lips up
Let dat ass roll like 24's on a big truck
And ya g-string let it bounce when da beat bang
Make it drop like dem cars in a g-thang
Pull up ya skirt and work it like da hook keep sangin

[Chorus]

Come on shorty make dat ass pop
Drop it like a rag top
Shake it likes its bongo
Stir it up like credit rock
I got a pocket full of tens and dubs
I'm up in the club drunk as fuck stuck
Lookin for love
They lookin for dust
And I got dem in gods we trust
A lil game a lil fame
I'll have em pilin in the church bus
Puffin da juan dro straight up to the condo
Open the bus doors head up to the 12th floor
Its bout to crack now layin on my back now
She shook one cheek at a time den dropped it back down
I'm goin through a game
I never knew they name
All I know is when she got low a nigga lost it man

You got my thang on swole back dat ass up
Girl you got my thang on swole now make dat ass drop
You got my thang on swole make dat ass bounce
Girl you got my thang on swole now make dat ass prompt

Break somethin shake somethin work somethin twirk somethin [repeat]
Break it shake it work it twirk it [repeat4]
Shawty lemme see you make the left side move (side move)
Now let me see you make the right side move (side move)
Now let me see you make both sides move (sides move)
Now baby bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

[Chorus]

One Last Time

[VERSE 1]
You don't wanna see these murder guys
Princess cuts hurt ya eyes
Got the chicks that work them thighs
Pull the top back on the prowler
Like the car ain't circumcised
Burglarize hoes
Leave ya eyes closed
Bricks in my truck while I ride slow
Smoke yo fire dro
No repercussions
He was disgusting
Turn my volume under ten
To keep my speakers from busting
If them people come rushin
Can't say I froze
Won't open the doors
Bout time they caught up
I done exposed of my outer clothes
Car in the garage
I say good God
My day was hard
Call two freaks up for the m閚age trois
Parlaying hard
Sade was suave
When we was screwing
Sheets was ruin
If beef is brewing
I'mma put slugs deep into
Money they be pursuing
The nerve of these jealous bastards fo hatin
Master my patience
Them custom wood grain caskets is waitin
Passion for satin
They must have
Gave them a blood bath
Had to show them who really holdin shit down wit they tuff ass
We alias
They wishin they be us
Cant three eighty us
Cause we'll wreck everything within a ten-block radius
When ya see me betta speak with love
Or leak some blood
I got connections with all type of BM, Chiefs, and GOVS
Deeply plugged who gotta retire from crime
Bout to hit that big lick
So we gonna pull it

[CHORUS]
One last time
I got some good news man
Some good news
We gone come up if we just make this quick move
Lay it all on the line
Hit'em in the body and da dome
Left the after party wit the chrome
Come up wit a milly
Soon as everybody know that I'm gone
Cause I made it mama your son he's a success
Now you ain't got no reason to stress
Gotta keep it Gangsta
Cause I'ma Hustla
Do it like a balla
Cause I'ma a mobsta

[VERSE 2]
Cause it only takes a second to pop me a snitch
Call up my connection and cop me a brick
And he sent a chezovoceian chick
She was actin cocky and shit
She like watchin blow at the hotel
Wit big dreams to never stop being rich
And she wasn't too sloppy wit dick
Said when she get on she was gonna cop me a six
Platinum blue spreewell shoes
Detail smooth
On some Mickey and malery me and my female crews
Type of demo what's the beno
I gave her two six plus ten four
That's twelve five for the brick
And five hundred for the plane and limo
Plain and simple called my guy and told'em thanks and send more
Meditating plot on my lick when I smell them frankensen blow
Do my thugdizle I ain't scared of this
Fly ya head like peagus
Bloody up that necklace
Hoe I'ma Aries
Them terrorist fucked up the lick when sendin chicks on the plane
Put a major glitch in the game
But I'm get me them thangs
As I come wit new ways to travel watch my shorties get on em
Comin back wit pound and packages wit the scorpions on them
Of course we been on them
Niggaz know they two for forty and want'em
I done seen truck load wit more keys than accordion
And you think I'm past up that quick fast dust
let me mask up
That ain't a fast truck
Get yo ass stuffed

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
I spit words that be gangsta shit
Make hustla tip and ballers rich
Hatters sick mobsta hitz
I'm the shit
You can't see me visit the optometrist
Cars I flip unorthodox like Dr. Bonovich
Prada lic but nigga got whooped
Should of seen shit was funny
My old connection he got reason to gun me
I know he took the money
Even if I probably wrong
Turn down the volume
Shoot him on plastic to lay his body on
Fuckin marcon
Two to the caveza
Pincha puto
That ring on your pinky was too cold
Got pinch for two O's
And a half brick my staff is sick
Had him confess like a catholic
Always thought things was funny now you don't laugh at shit
Stupid bastard bitch
Never fuck wit Twista, Turtle Banxxs, and Stokes
Coming up dro flowin slangin dope
I tried to chill
but when I see a lic to make the world mine
On the love
I think I got to pull it

[Chorus]

Overnight Celebrity

(*talking*)
Oh you didn't think we can it again
Twista, Kanye West, from Po Pimping to Poppin Tags
From Chunkiest to Slow Jamz, oh baby
We can even make you a overnight celebrity
Know what I'm saying, come on

[Hook]
Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

[Twista]
Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans
Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name
Girl I'm Twista, I could blow your brains
Put you in a chameleon, 0-4 Range
Still sexy, when you smoke that flame
Jerk you like a chicken, when you throw that thang
She got me hotter than a oven, the way that she talk
Switching to freaky, so I'm loving the way that she walk
You looking good girl, you oughta be in pictures
Listen to me, I see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
Hustling trying to get, steady screaming my-my-my-my
Walk on the carpet, with the bells that flick in the dark
Kicking it on the couch, at 106 & Park
I can see your beauty, on the big screen
I can see me freaking you, with whip cream
I can see you on stage, at the awards
With a dress better than Jennifer's, and doing big things
Kick it with me, I can mold your life
You looking good girl, show you right
Dre told me, you the prototype
I can make you a celebrity overnight

[Hook - 2x]

[Twista]
You want fame, you can take that path
Candlelights, when you take a bath
You got, such a sensational ass
I'ma get you Jimmy Chew, and Ma Baker bags
I can cop her, a 2000 and 3
Make her smile, when she sees Spre's
I can get you on cd's, and DVD's
Take you to BB's, and PCBG
I can get you in the places, to be into
The people to know or show you things, sticker than to
I wanna be your lover, undercover Don
And protect you from others, don't ever let a brother pimp you
If you want the style, you can rich your blood
Y'all take a look at her, she got such an astonishing body
I can see you in some Gucci, or Erika Vali
And I bet she gon put a hurt on em, hard in the party
And you know you kill em in the club, we go
You was born to be a po', how you gon sticking fo' do's
And I love you, cause you freaky with the dope clothes
Drop it to the flo', let it go when you roll slow
And I love it, when I hit it from the back
And you get on top of me, and have a brother going oh-oh
Girl I love, how you roll me right
I can make you, a celebrity overnight

[Hook]

(*talking*)
You see, see baby girl
You see how you make a brother break down
I just gotta ask you, what you need
What you need from me, oh you wanna be a star
Are you messing with the right one
I can take you there, I can make sure
You've got all the finest things
Let me be your manager

[Twista]
Come here girl, I could see you bored
Took you to the queen, that I see you for
Take you shopping on sprees, in stores
I'ma get you, to the MTV awards
We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Come here girl, you could hang if you bored
We could do, plenty things plus more
I'm about to have you, change in the stores
I can even get you, to the Soul Train awards
We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight

[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah.. no introduction is really needed
But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere!
PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gold is for the honey, ain't it man?

[Interlude]

Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist' puttin down the luchie while smokin a lot of dro
Whatchu know 'bout checkin yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe
Or snatchin yo' new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin a half a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin tellin nobody could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it, since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop
Type wanna get up in the club, drinkin Cris'sy from a gold cup
Flossin my club, peepin persons yellin out "Chuuuch!"
Finna attract to trick politicians I'ma maintain pimpin
You can't change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin
From Southern mackin in Memphis to the playa mo' when you shoot to Chi
In the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin out hoes like Supafly
All I gotta do is spit fo' lines
Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo' times
Now get yo'.

[Chorus]
Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the 'Llac with three hoes in the back)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (feelin like a mack while you checkin yo' scratch)
Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse Two: 8 Ball]
Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah
It's the fat, mack - EightBall to most of y'all
You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call
Shit talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker
She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I call her
Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe
The rougher I treat her she love a nigga even mo'
Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes
Knock bitches from them niggaz who act like hoes
I'm mink draggin out my 2? Paddywagon
Sittin on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats
Ball not a bitch ass, and I don't make deals
Peel a meal from a pussy, know how that feels?
High heels and furs, Lexus his and hers
Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words
Pull up, and let the window down, here she come
the American way, I was taught how to.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Too $hort]
Playa getcha pimpin on
Gotta getcha game together man, all your women gone
To start all over, ain't nothin to a mack
Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack
That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you wanna be a hoe?"
She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood
goin to Grandma's house, now she lookin real good
while the Big Bad Wolf tryna eat her out
Pay up, the cash is what we be about
Squares, we don't care if you don't understand
Players break out the game power, you don't wanna go there
Say it in your prayers you wanna be like me
You down on your knees but it's not likely
to ever happen, so I just keep rappin
This real mackin, this ain't actin

[Chorus]

[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan
Ain't no shame, in my game
Good game, is happenin everyhere
{*Interlude plays in background*}
Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, WORLD-WIDE!
CHUUUCH IS HERE!

[Luther Vandross]
Are you gonna be
Say that you′re gonna be

[Jamie Foxx]
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh...

[Jamie Foxx - Chorus]
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)

[Kanye West]
I told her to drive over in your new whip
Bring some friends you cool with
Imma bring da cool whip
Then I want you to strip
See you is my new chick
So we get our grind on
She be grabbin, callin me Biggie like Shine home
Man I swear%

Snoopin
f/ Danny Boy

[Intro: Danny Boy]
Have mercy.. mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy.
Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh-ohhhh-ohhh.. {*harmonizing*}
Have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me

[Twista]
Now, now, when my boo let me break 'em off, freaky when we makin love
I can do shit to you that'll make you shake in lust
Comin through how I be stoppin off, kinky when I make you cum
How could you wanna do shit that'll make me break the trust?
Shoulda knew you were sheisty the way you lick me on my body
and actin shady when I'm out the crib, lightly
Cause somethin bogus just to fight me spite me all in my area
plus I'm a Sagittarius, you a Pisces
For some reason we be clickin like we on business
but you be on some bullshit
Askin me where I go, what I do, how I kick it
Won't you get with it baby girl, I don't cheat on you and pull shizz
Now who don't wanna roll on, chrome with then go home with
Get you to the crib, give you some grown dick
I let you hold my pounds down, purchasin you phones and fits
How many times I told you, I ain't known shit
But you steady don't listen even though it's your friends that listen
Gotta have trust, but you won't back up on a couple I'll catch you wishin
Claimin that I'm fuckin on another bitch and
all in my privacy on no premonition, you trippin
Tell me why do you - doubt a brother, in one ear and out the other
Cause in my shirt you done found number
You steady lurkin while I was up in the shower
dumpin all of my pants pockets, trippin cause you done found a rubber
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus: Danny Boy]
That's not right (that's not right)
Snoopin through my things (you snoopin baby, snoopin baby)
I don't do it to you (I don't do it, I don't do it)
You shouldn't do that to me (I don't do it to you)
That's not right (that's not right)
Snoopin through my things (snooooopin through my things)
I don't do it to you (and I sho' wouldn't do it)
You shouldn't do that to me (I ain't gon' do it to you)

[Danny Boy]
I was sittin in the front just watchin videos
Readin my magazine, my Vibe magazine, yeah
I coulda sworn that I turned my damn 2-Way off
But damn I heard it ring, I think I heard it ring, yeahhh
If it's somethin that you think that's wrong got you feelin insecure
I'm grown ?baby let me know, and then I'll let you know
Cause I'm the one that's footin the bills
And I'm not the wrong one, that's for real
You can get your shit and go, gooooo!

[Twista]
Now you don't see me all up in your dresser drawers
You don't see me goin through your Jag
You don't see me in your celli; you don't see me
searchin through your thongs, and you don't see me though your Gucci bag
Baby you got the shabazz; sometimes you need a swift, kick up the ass
just to to see how far a foot can go
Would you wash it and took it slow, couldn't though
Pressure cookin low, bitch I hope you find what you lookin fo'
I'm losin focus from fuckin witchu, don't get me charged
Come in from a show, my whole closet be picked apart
If anybody should be paranoid in this motherfucker it should be me
I'm the one smokin hydro by the jars
You need to leave my stuff alone, go and get some business of your own
cause me and you ain't spendin precious time together
Baby don't touch mine, I shouldn't need a "don't touch" sign
I ain't explainin nothin, you can find whatever
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus] w/ variations

[Twista]
Now when I get up in your ooh-watcha-katcha
Move to the mm-ch-ka mm-ch-ka mm-ahh, don't lie
You peepin the details of my fax, mail and voice mail
and E-mail and why sugar, don't try
to come up with the justification for what you doin
The relationship's about to be ruined for what you persuin
Steadily tryna see who I'm screwin like I'm fuckin the nation
It's nothin but hatin that the homies be doin
Spittin rumors all up in your ear, tension in the atmosphere
Baby what's the mission here, listen here
You lookin for numbers and fist in hair
It must be here for a reason so quit before I have to make you disappear
I can do without you pokin through pockets
Prophecy's potent, whatchu peepin fo'?
I hate the way that all this time to tell what I been thinkin
shoulda told you when I thought about it a week ago
But now I'm tellin you.

[Chorus] w/ variations

{*Danny Boy ad libs*}

[Chorus] w/ variations

[Intro: R. Kelly]
Uhh, uhh (uh-huh) uhh
Yeah, this is for all the sexy ladies out there
Uhh.. walkin around downtown
Shoppin at the malls, yeah
.. I see you in your sexy jeans
Manicure, pedicure mamis
Your hair is good, yeah, I see you

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
LADIES! (You're.. so.. se-xy) So sexy
(Per-fect.. for.. me) And I like you
(You're.. so.. se-xy) So sexy
(Per-fect.. for.. me) And this is for

[Verse One: Twista]
My ladies that be steady sippin Cris'
Always lookin nice, put some ice on they belly or they wrist
Girls that be thick off in they thigh, I wanna kick it in the Chi
They gon' be fuckin with some Kelly and the Twist'
Baby now look, model girls, Gucci and Prada girls
and all the ghetto divas in the hood
Women that be steady stackin ends
rollin Lexus or Benz with rims and know how to keep it lookin good
Go on witcha fine thick ass
Somebody gon' snatch you so I gotta make you mine quick fast
See I come and pass, I don't really wanna wonder
so I gotta put her numbers on my sidekick fast
Rollin witcha mob workin hard, gettin money, pullin capers
If I ain't got papers you will bring me some beans home
Supervisor givin orders on the job
but you still lookin good with them skin-tight jeans on
Lookin hot in them heels, I think I want that
Come and back it up to the bottom of my throwback
With you rollin yo' rims lookin like a Kodak
Watch I drive I wanna smoke, she will roll that
Miss mobstress rollin with the hardest
Holdin it down like a female Joe Pesci
And I wanna make her a made woman
and I hope she gon' let me, cause she looks so sexy

[Interlude: R. Kelly]
OHH! And this is for them girls that be wantin - da D
And this is for them girls that be lovin - da D
And this is for them girls that be ridin - da D
The ones that like to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (ohh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, 'Yo whassup?'

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: R. Kelly]
All the shrimp and lobster honeys, downtown shoppin honeys
Stayin on the grind, gotcha own car and crib honeys
Dro puffers, Remi sippers, V.I.P. real honeys
No dummies, takin no shit from a nigga that's full of shit honeys

[Interlude]

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Twista]
Me and my clique was - rollin thick on 24's on a dirty lick
Met a chick, lookin fine and her measures was
36-24-36, come here shorty
Ain't no reason to be scared of us
Lovin how you do your own thang
And how you smokin on your own flame
Lookin finer than a girl that be groovin on Soul Train
I try to to hit her with some cold game
I hope she - feel me; try to holla at a shorty
Get a better vibe wit her while I'm sippin on my - Henny
I wanna kiss her on her body
but I gotta make her holla while I'm givin her - da D
Gotta really love a girl
They know to kick it but she know she gotta make that - money
Goin shoppin for the minks and the leather
but come back and bounce that ass - for me
My East coast girls, that's what's up
Tell my Southside shorties we can get it crunk
My Cali girl make it bounce like a six-fo'
My Chi girl bust down, make it straight buck
When I see a balla girl that get down for hers
I gotta get up wit her if she gon' let me
Career woman with some goals, fuck the broke-ass hoes
Baby girl cause you look so sexy

[Interlude]

[Chorus]

[R Kelly:]

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[Twista:]

Girl u remind me of my jeep and my s5

First I was on top of you now u sayin lets ride

Freakin yo body so good I give you wet thighs

When we get together you know we make the sex live

Take you to paradise while massaging u down

Feeling betta with twins mA?Aⓒnagin u down

Make u explode and now I'm calming u down

So good that u don't want me to bother u now

Now listen here

Come and kick it with the players, ghetto majors and the thumpa sprayers.

And we neva got no room for no haters

When we pull up on them 24 omegas

While I'm smoking on a gar seeing Vega

You by my side we be on one when we hangin

What earthquake say is wrong in a relationship

We a corporation lets take over the nation

Let me get up with u girl

Don't be trippin on yo guy he gone be up when the heat come out

Cuz u could rub the lamp three times and still won't a muthafucka like me come
out



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[R Kelly:]

You ain't neva had a playa like me to take you shoppin

Take u to the crib and sex u nonstop and

Bone thugs top droppin

Vip with the bottles poppin

So clean we gotta take a picture

So sexy I wanna get wit u

Girl I'll be singing thrilla

While u be squeezing pillows

And we can take a shower together

Get cozy in stormy weather

And if u ever going through something

I promise to make it betta

Ya just keep on lovin a thug

Massage and some sex when I tell u its time

U ain't neva gotta want for nothing

As long as u down and u ready to ride

I wanna give u them butterflies

Have yo head all off up in da sky

And we be going (weo weo weo weo)



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[Twista:]

U ain't neva rode in a Bentley lookin like this

U ain't neva got up with a thug nigga like this

Or got with a balla that spit to the rhythm like this

Or kick it with a platinum plus nigga like this

Well looka here now come look at how the player T drop the top

Kelly and Twista peep how we rock the block

Platinum Ferrari it nothing shorty

U its chump change

Or pull up in the 7-4 to the fend (4 to the fend)

Won't u get in

While I'm steady blowin smoke in the wind (smoke in the wind)

Hoping to win

Now speakin words to my head in the bed

Then after we work then we can do it that one way

Lookin thick as a loaf of bread by legs

And u get at shakin the way the twista make the tongue play

And this is for tha love and the ladies

The fine women that be rollin Mercedes

Getting freaky and

And we be going (weo weo weo weo)



[R Kelly:]

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

[Intro: Girl]
This goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that playa ass nigga Twista be yo guide, as we go on a ride
Hood to hood, chrome, leather, and wood
And it feels so good..

[Twista]
One mornin' I..
Woke up next to a peanut butter and a caramel chick
Feelin fucked up, flicked out, freaked on
Thinkin' about my new truck with tha' deep dish
Meanin' deep chrome, deep chrome, in the deep dome
After a massage and a m閚age, we got in the shower
Let water trickle down the crack of the back of they booty
Got out the tub and went back to the master bedroom
One put on prada, one put on Ludi, I put on gucci
Duty calls, I'm bout to hit the scene and ball
But before I leave I spray on some Issey Miyake
Take my truck up to the wash, put the sparkle back on
Wax on, wax off like Mr. Miyagi
Go to the liquor store so I can get blunts, get Yak
So I can sip some while I split one
Chronicle enter ever pholical of my body
Calmin' down every molecule, makin' sure I don't trip none
Hit one..
Hop in tha' ride, come and kick it wit me
So I can take you through tha' so-and-so hundred block
And show you how my people be kickin' it in the windy city
I wanna show you where I hang out at, where we make our scratch
While we sit on leather grippin' wood
Where tha' hustla's got packs and the G's got stacks
And tha' pimps got lacks, rollin' through the hood
And it feels so good..

[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
And it feels so good
Turnin' corners with my pinky man
Through my hood
Chokin' on a B and switchin' lanes is understood (understood...)
I'm a baller livin' pimpish
Man, leather and wood
Said it feels so good (feels so good...)

[Twista]
Now I done seen plenty niggaz flip twenty's, flip twenty one's
Flip twenty two's, flip Jordans, flip two-fours
Mega ballin', new clothes
Momma got a new store, tv screens, hundred-forty spokes
And we fittina' roll, right off madison to the manor in a drop-top Lexus
Sippin' henny rollin' reckless
Feelin' so motherfuckin' good I could roll my vehicle to Texas
And spit it like, this is for the syrup sipper's..
Gotta slow it down so you feel it, plus it make the words figure
And spit some screwed shit and do shit so that you understand
When it come to spittin' rapid-fire lyric adrenaline then I be the motherfuckin' man..
Get the love, when I hit the club gotta freak in
It's the weekend and the DJ bumpin' "Tattoo"
Track move like some southern, black blues, or like the Cooper, got cruise
And they got shoes it's packet-proof instead I be the hottest rap..
Dude...Ride to this while you peel, yo, hood
You could go around the block or travel the whole world
When you come back it's still yo hood
And it feels so good..

[Chorus]

[Twista]
I spit some game wit the intellect
To the media, like I'm in the Encyclopedia Brittanica
Come and take over the world wit' me girl
If you good I might can see if I can be yo manager
Get yo career on track and yo life on point
And I'll show you how yo taxes go..
Tactics flow quicker than a hat-trick go, smokin on some fire, galactic dro
I know it's good when you smoke that fire
Puff that herb, get that dirt, hit that lick
Cop yourself a motherfuckin' Bentley car
Cop yourself a motherfuckin' Bentley crib
Pop that ass, throw that dick, twork that thing, bust that nut
Drop that top, turn the base up, put you a chameleon paint on the truck
Get iced up, bumpin' Twista grooves
as I cruise new shoes rollin' smooth up in K-Town
In my city come and feel it ghetto blues
if you snooze you lose don't pay dues for the tre-pound
Take the time to kick wit' yo home girls... And feel yo nugz..
Keep on hatin' on the L, big family we gon' steady come up
And I'ma still smoke good, and it feels so good..

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Outro]
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..

(Intro)
When I wake up in the mornin' love,
And the sunlight hurts my eyes,
Then somethin' without warnin' love,
Bears heavy on my mind...


(Twista) Let's get them dollars,
Let's get this money,

(Keep my mind on my...)

(Twista)
I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind,
I got my finger on tha trigga, stayin' on tha grind,
And when I wake up in the mornin', I got's to hit a lick,
Saw the 2000 and 3 Navi, on Sprees wit' a kit,
Soon as my eyes see tha sunshine,
My thoughts is jukin' the block, and dodgin' the one time,
Peep how we movin' the rocks and wit' pounds of dro before I double my shit,
I can serve sixteen ounces for six and get back ninety-six,
A killa for tha skrilla... Nigga, Best not be stalkin',
I got's to get them bigga, figga's, fuck what you talkin',
I represent them nigga's ballin' wit' jewelry full of zickels,
Down to the nigga's chasin' million, their dreams' servin' nickels,
And I know, one day, I'm gon' come up,
And when you see me, don't hate, that I blowed up,
Get paid whether you legit when you slang, or tippin' off 'cane,
Until I take a dip in the Range, I'm flippin' them thangs,
Gotta get that money man...

(Chorus: Anthony Hamilton)
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day, lovely day,
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day...

(Twista)
A hustler's definition, is a hustler for scratch,
You serve a motherfucker, you serve him for that,
I'm makin' money off of verses when I spit 'em on tracks,
And if I ain't sellin' no records, I'm servin' them packs,
I got a, clip full of hollows, money makin's my motto,
Semi-auto and Marlboros in the bottle, 'til I hit the lotto,
Wit' dreams of ownin' a records label, flippin' words,
My nigga flippin' buildin's better than he was flippin' birds,
I got tha, mentality and tha motive I'm on a mission,
For tha money, you can get it too, it's all about yo ambission,
Play yo position, provide the plans, and follow procedures,
In tha six-hundred, blunted, wit' a pocket full of hundred's and Visa's,
Love, when I get that dust, hit 'em up, re-cock then I get back up,
Love, when I get that gig, get a crib, get a car when tha grip stack up,
It's still in the evenin' if I'm sleepin' paper problems,
Soon as I get up it's just another day, another dollar...
Gotta get that money man...

(Chorus)

(Twista)
Got love for the corporate playas that's ballin' rollin' jags,
Got love for the thug nigga's who get' it on tha ave.,
Love for those, who can make a mil and sit back and laugh,
And love for the fine stripper's who get it poppin' ass,
Love for the single parent's that's workin' through the struggle,
Love for those who gotta make a livin' movin' muscle,
Love for those who gotta watch tha hater's rollin' bubbles,
Causin' trouble every time a young brotha try to hustle,
And if I can't, legally make or not...
Then I gotta get, right back on the block...
And if it no work we do a stick-up and whip-up a concoction,
Might leave yo face down in the dirt because hurtin's not an option...
Gotta get that money man...

(Chorus 2X)

(Outro: Anthony Hamilton)
When I wake up in the mornin' love,
And the sunlight hurts my eyes,
Somethin' without warnin' love,
Bears heavy on my mind...

[Intro: Young Chris]
Yeah..
Young Chris, M-eez, my nigga Free-Wheez
The boy Twista
Holla

My life on the track (Okay)
Up and comin'
State Prop Chain gang (That's right)
Get low (Get low)

It's the Roc in the building nigga
(Holla...Yeah)
It's the motherfuckin' Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
(Okay, okay)

[Young Chris]
Ayo..ever since a young buck, I been on the come up
Known to dish the raw, dish the law if they come up
And cheddar 'till the sun up..
If there's a ransom and the law get involved, then we never get it summed up
Never put ya gun up, if ya come round me
I go to war wit' niggaz 'round the corner from 'round me
You could front 'round me, but I read through that
Wit' the mili' and I ain't talkin' 'bout no Segal mac
Niggaz see shoot back, we can see to that
Hit yo front letters see through back, bring yo peoples back
And I used to grind out on my friend's spot
'til he's mom wanted my Tim-bots
Now my paint got me discounts
Or trans-quo all around the world, like I was signed to Pimp-dot
And if it's ten targets and I got ten shots
I'm tryin' to leave at least nine out of them ten shot..

[Memphis Bleek]
I got my mind on my money, money on mind
But some say its a gift, I don't write but I rhyme
I, complete songs with just one try
Tell 'em it's no lie, I beef all my life...dogg
I never think, it's already there
I find ways to say it, so you motherfuckers hear it
And when you hear it you feel it, you know its real so
This is how I live it, how it's pictured for real...nigga
I'm shittin' for real
Diamonds against wood, underground king for real
Big crib when I lay, yeah I'm livin' for real
Trust me the guns come off the shelf whenever shit'll get real
Automatics and extended clips, that's what I'm hittin' wit'
Dummies in the black rhinoes
Yeah, they be killin' shit
Masked up kidnap shit, that's how my niggaz get
Chi-town, NYC, that's how my niggaz get..

[Freeway]
Yes, just picture me rollin'
The smith and wesson'll stay goin' put a hole in yo chest
It's just, another hustle paper gettin' made and fold
Get mad, you street niggaz finally made it
I swoop five, he know the ride, heavily loaded
Deliver pies like cake, they go straight through yo payment...yup!
Chump...you don't really wanna war
With the State Prop clique, if ya clique shot us, squad up
S-P game so damn tough, the 4 4 in the 5th tucked ya'll can't hang
Transporter turned rapper, get a camcorder film my life
Still acclompished, tryin' to fill they cups
The rap version of Mandela, call my bluff
We still the street dwellers, feel my pain (my pain)
I spit a verse and split a clip in the rain
A fool-proof when the full force open you up (what!)

[Twista]
Twista will rock you, you don't want the thug apostle to pop you
Hostile when I drop you, turnin' everything colossal to fossiles
I speak street gospel, all they life I spit words and paint portraits
For real niggaz that hold down they fortress and serve off of porches
Hit 'em in the body wit' the powerful forces, that'll end all your doubt
Make you clean up your house, bag up an ounce, hit the dance floor and bounce
We blessed wit' the talent, fuck wit this clique, it ain't gon' be easy
'Cause you fuckin' wit' Twist if you fuck wit Chris, Bleek and Free-wheezy
So speak and breath easy... Or the scutches my future in 3D
I like wars, I'm from a city full of vice, lords, and GD's
Breeze and souls, 2-6's, kings, VD's and stores
Spanish cobras and all the true soldiers survivin' are gone
Watch me spit if for the killers and hustler's, flippin' all the pounds and bricks
Hate on me I'ma bust at you hoes, and I put eleven down wit' a clip
Niggaz servin' fiftys and hundreds, when I see you and I'm on yo tip
Twista and this East-Coast regime, it's that chi-roc shit

[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
(Badunkadunk) All in your face when you're at the club
(Badunkadunk) Slide down the poll for the 30 Dub
(Badunkadunk) Look at your ass girl, it's so much fun
(Badunkadunk) I tell the DJ, I mean ya #1
(Badunkadunk) What? (Badunkadunk) Rock Yo!
(Badunkadunk) All That (Badunkadunk) Bounce Yo!
(Badunkadunk) Big Phat (Badunkadunk) I Love Yo!
(Badunkadunk) Tell the DJ, I mean I'm #1

[Verse 1: Twista]
Ooh! Shit, damn shawty look at the muthafuckin' fatty
Come to daddy, tell me what I gotta do to get you lickin' in my custom caddy
Never wanna let you get up out the ride
When I burst to the lip my mouth is wide
Look at titties with them little bitty shorts you got on
With the thighs hangin' out the side
When you work it you gone hurt these other bitches(That's Right)
Hurtin' em' mean with the way you struttin'
Even though you only walkin'
You still lookin' like you shouldn't do that shit in public
I can tell from right now what I see you workin' with
You ain't even gotta ask for the blunt
Booty so phat, gaps so nice, you can see ya ass from the front
You finna hurt how you twurk that thang
You want me to hear when you pop it baby
Fell in love when you came up in club, with a whole bottle of Mo'
Don't pop it baby!
I know you got up on some rump shaker time
Just let us see what you can do
Sip a little something while you bounce that ass
Girl you gotta Badunkadunk

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Twista]
Now bounce that ass, hurry up for the Bentley
Now gone drop that bikini for the Lamborghini
Now let me see you in a car for the big grown
Love the way you shake it for the dollar
Holla at me when you see me
Now I don't wanna see nobody full of rigimortis
Go head and jiggle for the more more money that's in his hands
Go head and hit the shades with ya thick ass
Now come over here by the table and give me a lap dance
Bend it over come and get this dust
Come take it off now we in the cut
Gots to hit that from the back
Shorty gotta lil junk in her trunk
Look at how she make one butt-cheek freeze
Look at how she make the other cheek move fast
Look at how she switch, make the other cheek move
Then move both sides then clap that ass
Remember them times!, when you met two shawty's
And you really want the cutest
But you let her slide, cuz the other gotta really big-o donkey booty
Now shawty think she fine, only if she really knew the truth
I ain't gone lie, girl twurk them thighs
I'm in love with your big Badunkadunk

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Twista]
Can you make it go wobbley-wobbley, come on and follow me
Take you on a ride on the 'C' and umm!
If you let it jiggley-jiggley, make it go wiggley
Baby you can never get rid of me and umm!
Twurk something, ooh yeah
Yeah that booty softer then a teddy bear
So phat I can barely stare, with a darier, that's scary there
Come and drop for a nigga named Twista
Come and pop for me like a pistol
Got Badunkadunk's from a MOB and got Badunkadunk's for Jazze Phizzle
Girl you deserve respect, you look so good girl I commit you
The hottest thang on the menu
When I'm off up in the strip club, I like to get you
Twurk that thang, bounce that ass
Work it all the way down to the floor
Climb to the top, shake it up-side down
Side of the muthafuckin floor
Work that crown, give a lap-dance
Shake it like it's for lady-groups
Take all the ballers to the V.I.P
Girl gone work yo Badunkadunk

[Chorus]

Shake That Thang Girl!(Repeat to the end of song)
[Jazze Pha]
This! is a Jazze Phizzle Product-shizzle
My Nizzle! Hah!
Twista!, Chi-Town, Yeah
What? Legit Ballin' Daddy!
Ooh!, We out Daddy!

[Verse 1: Twista]
I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars
Well I treat bitches like drinks
When I step in the club and by out the bar
So let me quench my thirst with you and a friend
Instead of the juice & gin
Why don't I pour out the drink and you hop in
Glass full of ass for a true motherfucker
With that that turquoise Coogi on
You remind me of a blue motherfucker
Your friend was sexy when I seen her in Prada
But I think Gina was hotter
Cause her skin tone was like a pi馻 colada
I saw two Japanese chicks that got bodies
So I ordered them a mai tai and hot sake, then I got cocky
And asked them do they come to this club a lot
Well ya got a brotha hot
Hop in my bubble drop
Can I get a double shot?
Or get wit these two mamacita's one wit the karma of margarita
The other one like two shots of tequila
And they all fine I really don't know what to think
As I get bubbly and choose and try to figure out

[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?

[Verse 2: Twista]
Don't want the middle Cosmopolitan ass
I like the one that makes your face drop like a Neopolitan mast
No telling what these thick bitches would do
Reminiscent of a big old pitcher of brew
But hit ya like a slow screw
Dip in a strip a club in LA with a bankroll
Where the weather ain't cold
So I can see some hoes slide down a poll
I met two dancers named Moet and Cristal
I was checkin they style
We had a session It was wet it was wild
Then I dug these two twins thick wit Hennessey one was Remi Red
With skinny legs
Both of them game to give me head
With a little bit absolute vodka for they homie Tasha
Tell her to come closer
So y'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa
If I was mayor I would campaign ass
Drunk politician with women swimming around the champagne glass
Drink so much that I might hurl in the sink
And if you ask me why
I couldn't figure out

[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?

[Verse 3: Twista]
If you would suck my soul
I shall lick your funky emotions
Look at that big old donkey you toting
I wish I could pour some of you in a bishop's cup
And have a toast wit King Boo
And celebrating the fact that you thick as fuck
I holla Church cause its pimps in the party
Let me sip on ya body
Get a good buzz of ya like you lemon Bacardi
Or a long Island havin sex on the beach
Or in the 'llac sunroof let back with the tech on the seat
Got a red bone I call her strawberry daquiri
Bring her back for me
Carry packs for me
Had her suck off my facultay
Got a little mamma name Mimi
Who remind me of Martini and Asti Spumante
How she move to my cd
I got a chocolate chick who deep throat
She help me shake up dope
She the complexion of Crown Royal and Coke
And they making it hard for me to decipher and think
As I get bubbly and choose
And try to figure out

[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?

[Outro: Highbeam]
Hennesy mixed wit some of that Alize
Gimme a shot of that Remy
And a whole lot of Tanqueray
Keep it comin with that Cognac
Pop the Moet lets sip on that
Naw playa put ya money back
Cause these drinks on me
Give me a bottle of that Belve'
Long island iced tea
Hook me up a martini
All these dinks on me
I want to have a sex on the beach
How about a gin & juice for me
So put away ya money G
All these drinks on me

"Here I am.."
"Here I am.."
"Here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Come and get me!" {*echoes*}

[Twista]
On a rainy day die early morn', my lethal legacy was born
I see any rapper around, 'bout the fuckin mics I left torn
But they won't give me all my peeps, and there's only one shot to get G's
Get love for my MC's at home, but some of them still hate on me
Look how many years I done repped, hustled through the streets in the cold
It's fire but our first rap as ever, signed the contract a decade ago
Put Chi name on records in the East, put Chi name on records in the West
Put Chi name on records in the South, bitch how you gon' open your mouth?
To the motherfuckin industry, why you hate on me and my city?
Would it be an imbalance of power if y'all let Chi niggaz get cheese?
Or is it us holdin us back? Think hard when you rollin your sack
Whatever the case my Chi nigga, if it's in my means I got yo' back
What the fuck's really goin on, does the magazine know we on?
Don't he already know we established myself as Twista Corleone?
Well I'm holdin my city down, ain't goin nowhere, here I stand
You know where I am if you hate me {"Come and get me!"}
If you want me {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]
"Here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Come and get me! Come and get me!"

[Twista]
What did I do to deserve, all of this madness around me
Found me in the studio buryin myself and was smokin herb
Tried to kick me to the curb
To the back to the ditch to the dump to the shack but I sprint in the front
in the 'Llac with a fifth and a blunt in the back with a bitch and a pump
And I'm ready to bust at you hoes, ready to dump lames in ditches
Steady makin fakers bleed, L.B. family handle business
Comin into Twista's realm, journey with me through the pain
The hurt just might make you envision drama that could turn you insane
How much of my chaos bring tears, how many threaten my career?
How many threatenin to murder me but bitch you know where I live
Who the fuck do you think I is? Y'all ain't comin at wit no shotties
Why you think you can hurt like these years, yo all of my peeps can you sawed
Think you finna bring out my fears? Tell me why my success make you cry
And why my downfalls make you laugh, but I bet my hydro got you high
Never let hate back me down, stand forth like a man
If you want me {"Come and get me!"}
Wanna kill me? {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]

[Twista]
We got Geo like Neo, of course we as sourcy as Morpheus
or we as sick as some Marcus Aurelius alias atheist
Look it's niggaz who flow be the achiest, I'm just a alias
Now why hate me is maybe is cause I'm controllin this radius
or this world and this whole universe, don't believe let me spit you a verse
Just when you thought you was worse I come wit worse that'll make you disperse
My allies know I'm too cold, my enemies know I spit thangs
My Lords know I bust that thang, my gangstas know how we still reign
My mobsta family steady ride, L.B. family steady click
While us and other crews collide, choose your weapon take a pick
Load up, click-clack, it's on ?finna bust, get back, run home
Come at me jokers get whacked with a strap to the back of the dome
Industry niggaz get gone, heard y'all be stickin Big Worm
I show you some shit that'll blow you now slow you down like you siz-urp
The Chi-Town's sacrificial lamb, well here I stand
firm if you hate me {"Come and get me!"}
If you want me {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]

[Intro: Twista] + (Ludacris)
Yeah, you know it's about to go down right?
(Yeeah!) Got to let them know who is this? (Ludacris!)
And who else nigga? (Twista, wooo, ahhh!)
Uh, uh (check it out)

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Sometimes I think that I got to see a little bit of brighter days
Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left or the right but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my ways
I still hear a fool and I track them, distract them, and whack them
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak them, attack them, and sack them
Get a weapon and I crack his brain cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night, so talk shit and I'm a lift them up off of they toes
With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of dro
Smoking, choking, get them open, croaking
It's so potent - I'm hoping to keep on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm felling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
You caused some vapors and I caught the throne, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

[Chorus: Twista]
Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want what I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that want to party
Just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get crunk

[Verse 2: Twista]
(Look out!) I put a little bit of hash on some motherfucking purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then rippng shit in a rage
In the netti cofetti with a belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfucking hood to come and give you some back up
We can get into it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they all get some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody that different with me
Got to get him for thinking it's a game
And whether you from my city or not, talk shit
I'ma kill him especially if he say my name
I've been up on him - I handle my business
And I'm a stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that don't feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm going to drop that 2003 on 19"

[Chorus: Twista]

[Verse 3: Twista]
We balling out of control, I floss on, play on, pimp on
A speed deamon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the zone
Hang on cause here I'm gone
In the motherfucking wind when I'm sippin on Henn'
I got paper, you owe something
And I done came a long way from letting me hold something, to roll something
Find a body, then fill him up with some adrenaline
And then kill him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the whole world like a poet,
Check icy cold, your Pop's so hungry, he mends a berry
Shit, and when it come to shipping good
Who that?, who that?, I got the sack open
And the herb got the flow so strong
Hot them on crack, the track is for back-to-back smoking
Never come up with it unwise, and he
nigga you ain't untouchable when I spark the heat
Coming at you like sharks to meat
the blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded cause I'm hard to beat
always screaming where a beat and the dro at?
You know we love that cut up
In the back of the club with purple in the back crying
Twis' and Ludacris get fucked up

[Chorus: Twista]

[Outro: Twista] + (Wildstyle)
Pass me the..
Let me smoke my..
(Yeeah, this a Wildstyle production
Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it
get it, uh, yeeah)

Man I know we had a lot of tragedies lately
I just wanna say rest in peace to Aaliyah
Rest in peace to Left-Eye, rest in peace to Jam Master Jay
And everybody lost in the Twin Towers, and everybody lost period
All we got is hope..

[Verse 1: Twista]
I wish the way I was livin' could stop
Servin' rocks, knowin' the cops is hot when I'm on the block
And I - wish my brother would've made bail
So I won't have to travel six hours to see him in jail
And I - wish that my grandmother wasn't sick
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick (I wish)
And I - wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer
When the streets get the upper hand understand we lose a brother
And I - wish I could go deep in the zone
And lift the spirits of the world with words within this song (I wish)
And I - wish I could teach us all to fly
Take away the pain out your hands and help you hold 'em high
And I - wish God had never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers (I wish)
And I - wish God would've turned they hearts righteous
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers
But uh - we will never break though they devastate
We shall motivate, and we gotta pray, all we got is faith
Instead of thinkin' about who gon' die today
The Lord is gon' help you feel better so you ain't gotta cry today
Sit at the light so long
And then we gotta move straight forward cause we bite so strong
So when right go wrong
Just say a lil' prayer, get your money man, life goes on... (Let's go)

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful, and He'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but - that's okay
Just be hopeful

[Verse 2: Twista]
I wish that you would show some love
Instead of hatin' so much when you see some other people comin' up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing
Write some music and have them trippin' off the joy I bring
Shit - I wish that we can hold hands
Listenin' instead of dissin', lessons from a grown man (I wish)
And I - wish the families that lack but got love
Get some stacks, brand new shack, and a 'Llac that's on dubs
And I - wish we could keep achieving wonders
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder (I wish)
You feel me - and I hope all the kids eat
And don't nobody in my family see six feet - ya dig?
I hope the mothers stand strong
You can make it whether you with him or your man's gone (I wish)
And I - wish I could give every celly some commissary
And no popo bring the heat on our peace like they did R. Kelly
And I - wish that D.O.C. could scream again
And bullets could reverse and Pac and Biggie breathe again
Shit - and one day they can speak again
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN
I wish that enemies could talk
And that Super-homie Christopher Reeve could still walk (I wish)
I wish that we could walk the path stay doin' the right thing
Hustle hard so them kids maintain up in the game (Let's go)

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful, and He'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but - that's okay
Just be hopeful

[Verse 3: Twista]
Wish the earth wasn't so apocaliptic
I try to spread my message to the world the best way that I can give it
We can make it, always so optimistic
If you don't listen, gotta live my life the best way that I can live it
I pray for justice when we go to court
Wish it was all good so the country wouldn't have to go to war
Why can't we kick it and just 'em on
And in the famous words of Mister King, 'why can't we all just get along?'
Hope we can find a better way to shop in peace
And I - hope we find a better way to cop for keys
And I - wish everybody would just stop and freeze
And ask - why are fulfilling these downfalls and these prophecies
You can be wrong if it's you doubtin'
With the faith of a mustard seed, you can move mountains
And only the heavenly father can ease the hurt
Just let it go and keep prayin' on your knees in church (Let's go)

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful, and He'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but - that's okay
Just be hopeful
(Repeat)

Na na na na na na na na na
Just be hopeful
(Repeat)

Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

[Intro: Twista]
Here I am motherfuckers, thought I was gone, huh?
Y'all just gonna take my shit and run wit it, huh?
Oh I gotta getcha, I gotta getcha my adrenaline still pumpin'
Kamikaze style, I feel like, I feel like, I FEEL LIKE

[Verse 1: Twista]
Standing in the midst of a hundred thousand haters
Dynamite and C-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears in my eyes
Hit the switch making sure any motherfucker in the vicinity blow away and die
Kill'em off with an explosion get up bitches
Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb
Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body
While you decompose die with a blunt of dro in yo hand
I'm uppin the itchy for fuckin wit Twista
If you fuckin wit me come back for you
Cause it won't be an issue
Got some nuts to come get me
Then boy you gon get the picture for flamin my swisher
Then hollows penetrate through your tissue
Fuckin' fed up wit your blood
As I hear the cries of yo homies screamin revenge got no mercy on them either
Go to war wit the intentions to annialate everything you stand for
Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer
The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who cometh after the Christ
Next one to glisten after ice
Fuckin wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice
I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life
My brother you can't bring harm wit guns
I'm armed wit bombs fuck all that shit you carry I got your obituary
A motherfuckin phenomenon-cause I'm ah come
Til they put all of us in a cemetery

[Chorus: 2X]
Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really wanna fuck wit
(Kill'em All, Kill'em All, Kill'em All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Suicide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die bitch
(Kill Us All, Kill Us All, Kill Us All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

[Verse 2: Twista]
Go to war like I'm untouchable
Yellin' out bloody murder while I'm bustin you (bustin you)
2 deadly fingers squeezing twin triggers steady touchin you
Screamin' like a demon like I'm finger fuckin you (fuckin you)
Just put my body in a room wit the enemy and I got a grenade
I'mma pull the pin out the sum bitch
Pop 17 sins out the gun clip
Smoking dro so fire I was on 10 after 1 bligg
Nigga you have now entered the chainsaw massacre
Takin more blood than a 2000 dracula
Slip the clip in the automatic and get to bustin
Horrific hollows while you prayin' to Jesus of Nazarus
A 7 day theory like makaveli flowin on a track that's scary
Wit a Mack in the back of the pelle
Spectacular how could you dare me I'm already willing to die
I'm comin back after they bury me
Its time for your confessions I be the priest
Celebrate and salute the sign of a suicidal soldier
Better become a bible holder
As I start to massacre men with a verbal recital that's colder
Deaths coming closer
As you let kamikaze enter yo body
Careful or you die standing vertical
And anyone that opposes I swear to God I'mma get you
Even if I gotta murder me to murder you

[Chorus: 2X]
Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really wanna fuck wit
(Kill'em All, Kill'em All, Kill'em All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Suicide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die bitch
(Kill Us All, Kill Us All, Kill Us All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Shawty make dat ass roll like some 24's (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)

I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24) [repeat]
I can make my ass roll like some 24's (24s)
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24)

Now drop it (now drop it) to the floor
Spin it like some stop and go
Drop it (drop it) to the floor
Spin it like some stop and go
Roll like a 24
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24

Now I could tell from back in the days when we was shawtys in the hood
Dat you was gone grow up to be thick as hell and lookin good
Now you 21 and them thighs ain't no crunk
Lookin fine as hell like a penny junk up in the trunk
Make a nigga get (get) what you want
Put dat ass on dubs
Feel it when you get the party crunk

Feel it when you twirk it in the club
Feel it when you get down on the floor
Love when you get down on the low
Feel I wanna jack dat ass wanna bump and get that ho get the hoe
Baby I jus got some 24's and I love to watch em spin (spin)
So let me see you make dat ass roll like my rims
Spinnin like omega jones
Pop dat booty fo my squad
Work dat booty tho it hard roll it like a ?

[Chorus]

You already know hoes down pimps up
When pimpin step up in the house put ya bitch up
I got a remi bottle instead of a pimp cup
It shine like a summer day when my wrist up
She wanna wave now cuz my nigga Twista
Dissed her then bounced wit her sista
I tell her keep her head down and her hips up
You can keep dat pussy imma tear dem pretty lips up
Let dat ass roll like 24's on a big truck
And ya g-string let it bounce when da beat bang
Make it drop like dem cars in a g-thang
Pull up ya skirt and work it like da hook keep sangin

[Chorus]

Come on shorty make dat ass pop
Drop it like a rag top
Shake it likes its bongo
Stir it up like credit rock
I got a pocket full of tens and dubs
I'm up in the club drunk as fuck stuck
Lookin for love
They lookin for dust
And I got dem in gods we trust
A lil game a lil fame
I'll have em pilin in the church bus
Puffin da juan dro straight up to the condo
Open the bus doors head up to the 12th floor
Its bout to crack now layin on my back now
She shook one cheek at a time den dropped it back down
I'm goin through a game
I never knew they name
All I know is when she got low a nigga lost it man

You got my thang on swole back dat ass up
Girl you got my thang on swole now make dat ass drop
You got my thang on swole make dat ass bounce
Girl you got my thang on swole now make dat ass prompt

Break somethin shake somethin work somethin twirk somethin [repeat]
Break it shake it work it twirk it [repeat4]
Shawty lemme see you make the left side move (side move)
Now let me see you make the right side move (side move)
Now let me see you make both sides move (sides move)
Now baby bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

[Chorus]

[VERSE 1]
You don't wanna see these murder guys
Princess cuts hurt ya eyes
Got the chicks that work them thighs
Pull the top back on the prowler
Like the car ain't circumcised
Burglarize hoes
Leave ya eyes closed
Bricks in my truck while I ride slow
Smoke yo fire dro
No repercussions
He was disgusting
Turn my volume under ten
To keep my speakers from busting
If them people come rushin
Can't say I froze
Won't open the doors
Bout time they caught up
I done exposed of my outer clothes
Car in the garage
I say good God
My day was hard
Call two freaks up for the m閚age trois
Parlaying hard
Sade was suave
When we was screwing
Sheets was ruin
If beef is brewing
I'mma put slugs deep into
Money they be pursuing
The nerve of these jealous bastards fo hatin
Master my patience
Them custom wood grain caskets is waitin
Passion for satin
They must have
Gave them a blood bath
Had to show them who really holdin shit down wit they tuff ass
We alias
They wishin they be us
Cant three eighty us
Cause we'll wreck everything within a ten-block radius
When ya see me betta speak with love
Or leak some blood
I got connections with all type of BM, Chiefs, and GOVS
Deeply plugged who gotta retire from crime
Bout to hit that big lick
So we gonna pull it

[CHORUS]
One last time
I got some good news man
Some good news
We gone come up if we just make this quick move
Lay it all on the line
Hit'em in the body and da dome
Left the after party wit the chrome
Come up wit a milly
Soon as everybody know that I'm gone
Cause I made it mama your son he's a success
Now you ain't got no reason to stress
Gotta keep it Gangsta
Cause I'ma Hustla
Do it like a balla
Cause I'ma a mobsta

[VERSE 2]
Cause it only takes a second to pop me a snitch
Call up my connection and cop me a brick
And he sent a chezovoceian chick
She was actin cocky and shit
She like watchin blow at the hotel
Wit big dreams to never stop being rich
And she wasn't too sloppy wit dick
Said when she get on she was gonna cop me a six
Platinum blue spreewell shoes
Detail smooth
On some Mickey and malery me and my female crews
Type of demo what's the beno
I gave her two six plus ten four
That's twelve five for the brick
And five hundred for the plane and limo
Plain and simple called my guy and told'em thanks and send more
Meditating plot on my lick when I smell them frankensen blow
Do my thugdizle I ain't scared of this
Fly ya head like peagus
Bloody up that necklace
Hoe I'ma Aries
Them terrorist fucked up the lick when sendin chicks on the plane
Put a major glitch in the game
But I'm get me them thangs
As I come wit new ways to travel watch my shorties get on em
Comin back wit pound and packages wit the scorpions on them
Of course we been on them
Niggaz know they two for forty and want'em
I done seen truck load wit more keys than accordion
And you think I'm past up that quick fast dust
let me mask up
That ain't a fast truck
Get yo ass stuffed

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
I spit words that be gangsta shit
Make hustla tip and ballers rich
Hatters sick mobsta hitz
I'm the shit
You can't see me visit the optometrist
Cars I flip unorthodox like Dr. Bonovich
Prada lic but nigga got whooped
Should of seen shit was funny
My old connection he got reason to gun me
I know he took the money
Even if I probably wrong
Turn down the volume
Shoot him on plastic to lay his body on
Fuckin marcon
Two to the caveza
Pincha puto
That ring on your pinky was too cold
Got pinch for two O's
And a half brick my staff is sick
Had him confess like a catholic
Always thought things was funny now you don't laugh at shit
Stupid bastard bitch
Never fuck wit Twista, Turtle Banxxs, and Stokes
Coming up dro flowin slangin dope
I tried to chill
but when I see a lic to make the world mine
On the love
I think I got to pull it

[Chorus]

Oh you didn't think we can it again
Twista, Kanye West,
from Po Pimping to Poppin Tags
From Chunkiest to Slow Jamz, oh baby
We can even make you
a overnight celebrity
Know what I'm saying, come on

Why don't we,
play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Girl I see you,
in them apple bottom jeans
Chinchilla on your back,
I wanna know your name
Girl I'm Twista, I could blow your brains
Put you in a chameleon, 0-4 Range

Still sexy, when you smoke that flame
Jerk you like a chicken,
when you throw that thang
She got me hotter than a oven,
the way that she talk
Switching to freaky,
so I'm loving the way that she walk

You looking good girl,
you oughta be in pictures
Listen to me, I see your
career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs,
I cry when I drive by

Watching you should be a thrill,
got the fellas
Hustling trying to get,
steady screaming my-my-my-my
Walk on the carpet,
with the bells that flick in the dark
Kicking it on the couch, at 106 & Park

I can see your beauty, on the big screen
I can see me freaking you, with whip cream
I can see you on stage, at the awards
With a dress better than Jennifer's,
and doing big things

Kick it with me, I can mold your life
You looking good girl, show you right
Dre told me, you the prototype
I can make you a celebrity overnight

Why don't we,
play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Why don't we,
play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

You want fame, you can take that path
Candlelights, when you take a bath
You got, such a sensational ass
I'ma get you Jimmy Chew, and Ma Baker bags

I can cop her, a 2000 and 3
Make her smile, when she sees Spre's
I can get you on cd's, and DVD's
Take you to BB's, and PCBG

I can get you in the places, to be into
The people to know or show you things,
sticker than to
I wanna be your lover, undercover Don
And protect you from others,
don't ever let a brother pimp you

If you want the style, you can rich your blood
Y'all take a look at her,
she got such an astonishing body
I can see you in some Gucci, or Erika Vali
And I bet she gon put a hurt on em,
hard in the party

And you know you kill em in the club, we go
You was born to be a po',
how you gon sticking fo' do's
And I love you, cause you
freaky with the dope clothes
Drop it to the flo', let it go when you roll slow

And I love it, when I hit it from the back
And you get on top of me,
and have a brother going oh-oh
Girl I love, how you roll me right
I can make you, a celebrity overnight

Why don't we,
play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

You see, see baby girl
You see how you make a
brother break down
I just gotta ask you, what you need
What you need from me,

oh you wanna be a star
Are you messing with the right one
I can take you there, I can make sure
You've got all the finest things
Let me be your manager

Come here girl, I could see you bored
Took you to the queen, that I see you for
Take you shopping on sprees, in stores
I'ma get you, to the MTV awards

We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight

Come here girl, you could hang if you bored
We could do, plenty things plus more
I'm about to have you, change in the stores
I can even get you, to the Soul Train awards

We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight -

[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah.. no introduction is really needed
But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere!
PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gold is for the honey, ain't it man?

[Interlude]

Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist' puttin down the luchie while smokin a lot of dro
Whatchu know 'bout checkin yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe
Or snatchin yo' new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin a half a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin tellin nobody could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it, since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop
Type wanna get up in the club, drinkin Cris'sy from a gold cup
Flossin my club, peepin persons yellin out "Chuuuch!"
Finna attract to trick politicians I'ma maintain pimpin
You can't change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin
From Southern mackin in Memphis to the playa mo' when you shoot to Chi
In the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin out hoes like Supafly
All I gotta do is spit fo' lines
Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo' times
Now get yo'.

[Chorus]
Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the 'Llac with three hoes in the back)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (feelin like a mack while you checkin yo' scratch)
Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse Two: 8 Ball]
Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah
It's the fat, mack - EightBall to most of y'all
You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call
Shit talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker
She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I call her
Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe
The rougher I treat her she love a nigga even mo'
Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes
Knock bitches from them niggaz who act like hoes
I'm mink draggin out my 2? Paddywagon
Sittin on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats
Ball not a bitch ass, and I don't make deals
Peel a meal from a pussy, know how that feels?
High heels and furs, Lexus his and hers
Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words
Pull up, and let the window down, here she come
the American way, I was taught how to.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Too $hort]
Playa getcha pimpin on
Gotta getcha game together man, all your women gone
To start all over, ain't nothin to a mack
Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack
That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you wanna be a hoe?"
She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood
goin to Grandma's house, now she lookin real good
while the Big Bad Wolf tryna eat her out
Pay up, the cash is what we be about
Squares, we don't care if you don't understand
Players break out the game power, you don't wanna go there
Say it in your prayers you wanna be like me
You down on your knees but it's not likely
to ever happen, so I just keep rappin
This real mackin, this ain't actin

[Chorus]

[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan
Ain't no shame, in my game
Good game, is happenin everyhere
{*Interlude plays in background*}
Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, WORLD-WIDE!
CHUUUCH IS HERE!

[Luther Vandross]
Are you gonna be
Say that you're gonna be

[Jamie Foxx]
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh...

[Jamie Foxx - Chorus]
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye,
some Luther Vandross, a little Anita,
will definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be,
are you gonna be are you gonna be,
well well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World,
some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton,
and definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be,
are you gonna be are you gonna be,
well well well well well)

[Kanye West]
I told her to drive over in your new whip
Bring some friends you cool with
Imma bring da cool whip
Then I want you to strip
See you is my new chick
So we get our grind on
She be grabbin, callin me Biggie like Shine home
Man I swear she fine homes
Why she always lying though
Tellin me them diamonds
when she know they rhinestones
She got a light skinned friend
look like Michael Jackson
Got a dark skinned friend
look like Michael Jackson
I play 'Ready for the World' -
she was ready for some action
My dawg said you aint no freak,
so you got to prove my man wrong
Imma play this Vandross
You gon' take your pants off
Imma play this Galdys Knight
Me and you gon' get right

[Chorus X2]
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye,
some Luther Vandross, a little Anita,
will definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be,
are you gonna be are you gonna be,
well well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World,
some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton,
and definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be,
are you gonna be are you gonna be,
well well well well well)

[Twista]
Got you lookin at the gliss at my hands and wrists
While i'm layin back smokin on my canibus
When it come to rockin original
like Marvin and Luther
I can tell you aint no messin
with Kan-man and Twist
From the Chi and I be
Sippin Hennessy
Twistin almarie?
Tryina smoke a B
Lookin properly
Feelin on a G?
And always (Well Well Well Well Well)
Come with me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne
You aint know Twista can work it like the Whispers
Hit the stop light, get into some Isaac
The rims still moving
so I'm bumping a little spinners
While I'm
Smokin on a B
Dippin through the streets
Bumpin R&B
And I got to leave
something to the 23's?
And I do it (well well well well well)
When my earth and the wind smoke a fire
Let me when get your sheets wet
listening to Keith Sweat
Put you in a daze for maze
Fullfilling our every temptation slow
jamming having deep sex
You ready for the world girl
Come on over make me touch you
all over your body baby don't say no to me
An every moment you controllin' me
I'm lovin the way you be holding me
when I be listening to Jodeci
And when I come over and bend your ass
You be bumpin Teddy Pendergrass
I'da hit it from the back to the melody
to roll it slow
Now I gotta go up in it fast, but imma finish last
No matter how much of a thug you see
I still spit it like it's R&B,
so to the club with me
And with some Luther come on and hope you finna
and stilla be in love with me

[chorus X2]
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye,
some Luther Vandross, a little Anita,
will definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be,
are you gonna be are you gonna be,
well well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World,
some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton,
and definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be,
are you gonna be are you gonna be,
well well well well well)

[Twista]
Baby drop another slow jam
And all us lovers need hold hands
And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem
I keep it pimpin like an old man
You gots to roll with the plan
Cuz after that then I
Take it to the dome
Then I got to bone
Stay up in the zone
Got to get you home
Gotta run up on
And I do it (well well well well well)
Baby drop another slow jam
And all us lovers need hold hands
And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem
I keep it pimpin like an old man
You gots to roll with the plan
Cuz after that then I
Take you to my home
And we could get it on
Disconnect the phone
Just to get you goin'
Tryina make you moan
And I do it (well well well well well)

[Intro: Danny Boy]
Have mercy.. mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy.
Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh-ohhhh-ohhh.. {*harmonizing*}
Have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me

[Twista]
Now, now, when my boo let me break 'em off, freaky when we makin love
I can do shit to you that'll make you shake in lust
Comin through how I be stoppin off, kinky when I make you cum
How could you wanna do shit that'll make me break the trust?
Shoulda knew you were sheisty the way you lick me on my body
and actin shady when I'm out the crib, lightly
Cause somethin bogus just to fight me spite me all in my area
plus I'm a Sagittarius, you a Pisces
For some reason we be clickin like we on business
but you be on some bullshit
Askin me where I go, what I do, how I kick it
Won't you get with it baby girl, I don't cheat on you and pull shizz
Now who don't wanna roll on, chrome with then go home with
Get you to the crib, give you some grown dick
I let you hold my pounds down, purchasin you phones and fits
How many times I told you, I ain't known shit
But you steady don't listen even though it's your friends that listen
Gotta have trust, but you won't back up on a couple I'll catch you wishin
Claimin that I'm fuckin on another bitch and
all in my privacy on no premonition, you trippin
Tell me why do you - doubt a brother, in one ear and out the other
Cause in my shirt you done found number
You steady lurkin while I was up in the shower
dumpin all of my pants pockets, trippin cause you done found a rubber
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus: Danny Boy]
That's not right (that's not right)
Snoopin through my things (you snoopin baby, snoopin baby)
I don't do it to you (I don't do it, I don't do it)
You shouldn't do that to me (I don't do it to you)
That's not right (that's not right)
Snoopin through my things (snooooopin through my things)
I don't do it to you (and I sho' wouldn't do it)
You shouldn't do that to me (I ain't gon' do it to you)

[Danny Boy]
I was sittin in the front just watchin videos
Readin my magazine, my Vibe magazine, yeah
I coulda sworn that I turned my damn 2-Way off
But damn I heard it ring, I think I heard it ring, yeahhh
If it's somethin that you think that's wrong got you feelin insecure
I'm grown ?baby let me know, and then I'll let you know
Cause I'm the one that's footin the bills
And I'm not the wrong one, that's for real
You can get your shit and go, gooooo!

[Twista]
Now you don't see me all up in your dresser drawers
You don't see me goin through your Jag
You don't see me in your celli; you don't see me
searchin through your thongs, and you don't see me though your Gucci bag
Baby you got the shabazz; sometimes you need a swift, kick up the ass
just to to see how far a foot can go
Would you wash it and took it slow, couldn't though
Pressure cookin low, bitch I hope you find what you lookin fo'
I'm losin focus from fuckin witchu, don't get me charged
Come in from a show, my whole closet be picked apart
If anybody should be paranoid in this motherfucker it should be me
I'm the one smokin hydro by the jars
You need to leave my stuff alone, go and get some business of your own
cause me and you ain't spendin precious time together
Baby don't touch mine, I shouldn't need a "don't touch" sign
I ain't explainin nothin, you can find whatever
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus] w/ variations

[Twista]
Now when I get up in your ooh-watcha-katcha
Move to the mm-ch-ka mm-ch-ka mm-ahh, don't lie
You peepin the details of my fax, mail and voice mail
and E-mail and why sugar, don't try
to come up with the justification for what you doin
The relationship's about to be ruined for what you persuin
Steadily tryna see who I'm screwin like I'm fuckin the nation
It's nothin but hatin that the homies be doin
Spittin rumors all up in your ear, tension in the atmosphere
Baby what's the mission here, listen here
You lookin for numbers and fist in hair
It must be here for a reason so quit before I have to make you disappear
I can do without you pokin through pockets
Prophecy's potent, whatchu peepin fo'?
I hate the way that all this time to tell what I been thinkin
shoulda told you when I thought about it a week ago
But now I'm tellin you.

[Chorus] w/ variations

{*Danny Boy ad libs*}

[Chorus] w/ variations

[Intro: R. Kelly]
Uhh, uhh (uh-huh) uhh
Yeah, this is for all the sexy ladies out there
Uhh.. walkin around downtown
Shoppin at the malls, yeah
.. I see you in your sexy jeans
Manicure, pedicure mamis
Your hair is good, yeah, I see you

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
LADIES! (You're.. so.. se-xy) So sexy
(Per-fect.. for.. me) And I like you
(You're.. so.. se-xy) So sexy
(Per-fect.. for.. me) And this is for

[Verse One: Twista]
My ladies that be steady sippin Cris'
Always lookin nice, put some ice on they belly or they wrist
Girls that be thick off in they thigh, I wanna kick it in the Chi
They gon' be fuckin with some Kelly and the Twist'
Baby now look, model girls, Gucci and Prada girls
and all the ghetto divas in the hood
Women that be steady stackin ends
rollin Lexus or Benz with rims and know how to keep it lookin good
Go on witcha fine thick ass
Somebody gon' snatch you so I gotta make you mine quick fast
See I come and pass, I don't really wanna wonder
so I gotta put her numbers on my sidekick fast
Rollin witcha mob workin hard, gettin money, pullin capers
If I ain't got papers you will bring me some beans home
Supervisor givin orders on the job
but you still lookin good with them skin-tight jeans on
Lookin hot in them heels, I think I want that
Come and back it up to the bottom of my throwback
With you rollin yo' rims lookin like a Kodak
Watch I drive I wanna smoke, she will roll that
Miss mobstress rollin with the hardest
Holdin it down like a female Joe Pesci
And I wanna make her a made woman
and I hope she gon' let me, cause she looks so sexy

[Interlude: R. Kelly]
OHH! And this is for them girls that be wantin - da D
And this is for them girls that be lovin - da D
And this is for them girls that be ridin - da D
The ones that like to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (ohh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo whassup?"

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: R. Kelly]
All the shrimp and lobster honeys, downtown shoppin honeys
Stayin on the grind, gotcha own car and crib honeys
Dro puffers, Remi sippers, V.I.P. real honeys
No dummies, takin no shit from a nigga that's full of shit honeys

[Interlude]

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Twista]
Me and my clique was - rollin thick on 24's on a dirty lick
Met a chick, lookin fine and her measures was
36-24-36, come here shorty
Ain't no reason to be scared of us
Lovin how you do your own thang
And how you smokin on your own flame
Lookin finer than a girl that be groovin on Soul Train
I try to to hit her with some cold game
I hope she - feel me; try to holla at a shorty
Get a better vibe wit her while I'm sippin on my - Henny
I wanna kiss her on her body
but I gotta make her holla while I'm givin her - da D
Gotta really love a girl
They know to kick it but she know she gotta make that - money
Goin shoppin for the minks and the leather
but come back and bounce that ass - for me
My East coast girls, that's what's up
Tell my Southside shorties we can get it crunk
My Cali girl make it bounce like a six-fo'
My Chi girl bust down, make it straight buck
When I see a balla girl that get down for hers
I gotta get up wit her if she gon' let me
Career woman with some goals, fuck the broke-ass hoes
Baby girl cause you look so sexy

[Interlude]

[Chorus]

[R Kelly:]

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[Twista:]

Girl u remind me of my jeep and my s5

First I was on top of you now u sayin lets ride

Freakin yo body so good I give you wet thighs

When we get together you know we make the sex live

Take you to paradise while massaging u down

Feeling betta with twins mA?Aⓒnagin u down

Make u explode and now I'm calming u down

So good that u don't want me to bother u now

Now listen here

Come and kick it with the players, ghetto majors and the thumpa sprayers.

And we neva got no room for no haters

When we pull up on them 24 omegas

While I'm smoking on a gar seeing Vega

You by my side we be on one when we hangin

What earthquake say is wrong in a relationship

We a corporation lets take over the nation

Let me get up with u girl

Don't be trippin on yo guy he gone be up when the heat come out

Cuz u could rub the lamp three times and still won't a muthafucka like me come
out



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[R Kelly:]

You ain't neva had a playa like me to take you shoppin

Take u to the crib and sex u nonstop and

Bone thugs top droppin

Vip with the bottles poppin

So clean we gotta take a picture

So sexy I wanna get wit u

Girl I'll be singing thrilla

While u be squeezing pillows

And we can take a shower together

Get cozy in stormy weather

And if u ever going through something

I promise to make it betta

Ya just keep on lovin a thug

Massage and some sex when I tell u its time

U ain't neva gotta want for nothing

As long as u down and u ready to ride

I wanna give u them butterflies

Have yo head all off up in da sky

And we be going (weo weo weo weo)



[Hook:]

You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this

You ain't neva had a remix like this

You ain't neva been freaky like this

Rollin on 24's like this

Neva had a pool party like this

Neva sipped on cris much as this

Neva been to an island like this

Make one wish and I'll give you all this



[Twista:]

U ain't neva rode in a Bentley lookin like this

U ain't neva got up with a thug nigga like this

Or got with a balla that spit to the rhythm like this

Or kick it with a platinum plus nigga like this

Well looka here now come look at how the player T drop the top

Kelly and Twista peep how we rock the block

Platinum Ferrari it nothing shorty

U its chump change

Or pull up in the 7-4 to the fend (4 to the fend)

Won't u get in

While I'm steady blowin smoke in the wind (smoke in the wind)

Hoping to win

Now speakin words to my head in the bed

Then after we work then we can do it that one way

Lookin thick as a loaf of bread by legs

And u get at shakin the way the twista make the tongue play

And this is for tha love and the ladies

The fine women that be rollin Mercedes

Getting freaky and

And we be going (weo weo weo weo)



[R Kelly:]

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)

Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)

[Intro: Girl]
This goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that playa ass nigga Twista be yo guide, as we go on a ride
Hood to hood, chrome, leather, and wood
And it feels so good..

[Twista]
One mornin' I..
Woke up next to a peanut butter and a caramel chick
Feelin fucked up, flicked out, freaked on
Thinkin' about my new truck with tha' deep dish
Meanin' deep chrome, deep chrome, in the deep dome
After a massage and a m閚age, we got in the shower
Let water trickle down the crack of the back of they booty
Got out the tub and went back to the master bedroom
One put on prada, one put on Ludi, I put on gucci
Duty calls, I'm bout to hit the scene and ball
But before I leave I spray on some Issey Miyake
Take my truck up to the wash, put the sparkle back on
Wax on, wax off like Mr. Miyagi
Go to the liquor store so I can get blunts, get Yak
So I can sip some while I split one
Chronicle enter ever pholical of my body
Calmin' down every molecule, makin' sure I don't trip none
Hit one..
Hop in tha' ride, come and kick it wit me
So I can take you through tha' so-and-so hundred block
And show you how my people be kickin' it in the windy city
I wanna show you where I hang out at, where we make our scratch
While we sit on leather grippin' wood
Where tha' hustla's got packs and the G's got stacks
And tha' pimps got lacks, rollin' through the hood
And it feels so good..

[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
And it feels so good
Turnin' corners with my pinky man
Through my hood
Chokin' on a B and switchin' lanes is understood (understood...)
I'm a baller livin' pimpish
Man, leather and wood
Said it feels so good (feels so good...)

[Twista]
Now I done seen plenty niggaz flip twenty's, flip twenty one's
Flip twenty two's, flip Jordans, flip two-fours
Mega ballin', new clothes
Momma got a new store, tv screens, hundred-forty spokes
And we fittina' roll, right off madison to the manor in a drop-top Lexus
Sippin' henny rollin' reckless
Feelin' so motherfuckin' good I could roll my vehicle to Texas
And spit it like, this is for the syrup sipper's..
Gotta slow it down so you feel it, plus it make the words figure
And spit some screwed shit and do shit so that you understand
When it come to spittin' rapid-fire lyric adrenaline then I be the motherfuckin' man..
Get the love, when I hit the club gotta freak in
It's the weekend and the DJ bumpin' "Tattoo"
Track move like some southern, black blues, or like the Cooper, got cruise
And they got shoes it's packet-proof instead I be the hottest rap..
Dude...Ride to this while you peel, yo, hood
You could go around the block or travel the whole world
When you come back it's still yo hood
And it feels so good..

[Chorus]

[Twista]
I spit some game wit the intellect
To the media, like I'm in the Encyclopedia Brittanica
Come and take over the world wit' me girl
If you good I might can see if I can be yo manager
Get yo career on track and yo life on point
And I'll show you how yo taxes go..
Tactics flow quicker than a hat-trick go, smokin on some fire, galactic dro
I know it's good when you smoke that fire
Puff that herb, get that dirt, hit that lick
Cop yourself a motherfuckin' Bentley car
Cop yourself a motherfuckin' Bentley crib
Pop that ass, throw that dick, twork that thing, bust that nut
Drop that top, turn the base up, put you a chameleon paint on the truck
Get iced up, bumpin' Twista grooves
as I cruise new shoes rollin' smooth up in K-Town
In my city come and feel it ghetto blues
if you snooze you lose don't pay dues for the tre-pound
Take the time to kick wit' yo home girls... And feel yo nugz..
Keep on hatin' on the L, big family we gon' steady come up
And I'ma still smoke good, and it feels so good..

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Outro]
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some..

(Intro)
When I wake up in the mornin' love,
And the sunlight hurts my eyes,
Then somethin' without warnin' love,
Bears heavy on my mind...


(Twista) Let's get them dollars,
Let's get this money,

(Keep my mind on my...)

(Twista)
I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind,
I got my finger on tha trigga, stayin' on tha grind,
And when I wake up in the mornin', I got's to hit a lick,
Saw the 2000 and 3 Navi, on Sprees wit' a kit,
Soon as my eyes see tha sunshine,
My thoughts is jukin' the block, and dodgin' the one time,
Peep how we movin' the rocks and wit' pounds of dro before I double my shit,
I can serve sixteen ounces for six and get back ninety-six,
A killa for tha skrilla... Nigga, Best not be stalkin',
I got's to get them bigga, figga's, fuck what you talkin',
I represent them nigga's ballin' wit' jewelry full of zickels,
Down to the nigga's chasin' million, their dreams' servin' nickels,
And I know, one day, I'm gon' come up,
And when you see me, don't hate, that I blowed up,
Get paid whether you legit when you slang, or tippin' off 'cane,
Until I take a dip in the Range, I'm flippin' them thangs,
Gotta get that money man...

(Chorus: Anthony Hamilton)
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day, lovely day,
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day...

(Twista)
A hustler's definition, is a hustler for scratch,
You serve a motherfucker, you serve him for that,
I'm makin' money off of verses when I spit 'em on tracks,
And if I ain't sellin' no records, I'm servin' them packs,
I got a, clip full of hollows, money makin's my motto,
Semi-auto and Marlboros in the bottle, 'til I hit the lotto,
Wit' dreams of ownin' a records label, flippin' words,
My nigga flippin' buildin's better than he was flippin' birds,
I got tha, mentality and tha motive I'm on a mission,
For tha money, you can get it too, it's all about yo ambission,
Play yo position, provide the plans, and follow procedures,
In tha six-hundred, blunted, wit' a pocket full of hundred's and Visa's,
Love, when I get that dust, hit 'em up, re-cock then I get back up,
Love, when I get that gig, get a crib, get a car when tha grip stack up,
It's still in the evenin' if I'm sleepin' paper problems,
Soon as I get up it's just another day, another dollar...
Gotta get that money man...

(Chorus)

(Twista)
Got love for the corporate playas that's ballin' rollin' jags,
Got love for the thug nigga's who get' it on tha ave.,
Love for those, who can make a mil and sit back and laugh,
And love for the fine stripper's who get it poppin' ass,
Love for the single parent's that's workin' through the struggle,
Love for those who gotta make a livin' movin' muscle,
Love for those who gotta watch tha hater's rollin' bubbles,
Causin' trouble every time a young brotha try to hustle,
And if I can't, legally make or not...
Then I gotta get, right back on the block...
And if it no work we do a stick-up and whip-up a concoction,
Might leave yo face down in the dirt because hurtin's not an option...
Gotta get that money man...

(Chorus 2X)

(Outro: Anthony Hamilton)
When I wake up in the mornin' love,
And the sunlight hurts my eyes,
Somethin' without warnin' love,
Bears heavy on my mind...

I'm lookin for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces
on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin for my one and only
I'm riding home in pain again baby
But that don't mean shit to you
You're currently engaged
In an intimate conversation
With a young groupie or two
They say Players only love you
When they're playing games
Still I gave my heart to you
I should have stayed away
Like my friends all told me to
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces
on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces
on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only
See I'm looking for a man
that'll rub me slow
Make me sing real high
When he goes down low
But see it ain't
just a physical thing
He's gotta treat me affectionately
And I gotta know he won't
betray my trust Just
like every other
mother fucker does
Is this just an
impossible dream baby
Too elusive to pursue
It's been such a sad
and windy road for me
Just searchin for the truth
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces
on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces
on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only
Now you know
I roll a Beamer and a Benz
And I'm dishin out N's
While you trippin on a
playa Baller
havin bitter conversations
While we're rollin on 24's
And I know you got doubts
Why you listen to what
people talk about
You ain't figured out
why they call ya
The heavy steady hatin cause
You rollin on 24's
See how your money flows
You dress in designer clothes
From head to the toe
You ain't satisfied well tell me
What you lookin for
I'm lookin for my one and only
Well I'll be your one and only
If you give me a chance
I'll make the change for you girl
I know I ain't been the most faithful
Nigga in the world
But let's stay together
so we can shine like pearls
Spendin it to awhile
I feel us wish You on fire
To kiss your lips I desire
Twist and Mariah together like a
Grip on the tire
I'm lookin for my one and only
Well come on Shorty
let me make it better
We can do whatever
While we're sittin on
suede and leather
Thinkin through the city
While we rollin lonely
Let's kick it in the Chi
I know I messed up with ya
I ain't gon lie
I know you were feelin
You really know your guy
But baby girl
I ain't mean to blow your high
Let me pick the pieces up
And put them back together
cause I wanna be with you
Don't wanna leave you lonely
Ride with you like a homey
never no phony
horty can I be your one and only
Every time I turn around I find my
heart in pieces on the ground
So so loney
I'm looking for my one and only
Every time I turn around I find my
heart in pieces on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only
Every time I turn around I find my
heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin for my one and only
Every time I turn around I find my
heart in pieces on the ground

Dark child...

oooh ooooh...oooh ooooh..

Its ya boy twista...
That girl Mariah...
This that fiyah...

oooh ooooh...oooh ooooh..

[Twista:]
You know I like the way you kick it girl
You know I like it when ya in my world
Come here lil momma let me freak yo body
Then roll wit me in the Bentley White pearl
Girl you know you get me so erotic
Especially when I be sippin hypnotique
Got me feelin like I'm smokin on cronic
When we fuckin it be so exotic
Now I know that I be turnin on fiyay Wit Mariah
And she know she be dealin wit a balla
Can't go fast cuz I'm heavy through the wire
Fulfillin' desires like a chi shot calla
Do you love how the twist throw it at you
Do you love when I hit it from the back too
Let me feel how you work it that one way
Come on baby girl let me see what that do

[Mariah:]
I wish that we could
Blow out the speakers
Over N Over
Then jokes to secrets
Forever your lady
You act right then maybe
Ain't nothing to talk about
put the music loud
So they wont hear me say
Ah-hahaha ahh!
Come and be my one and only
Tired of being so lonely... come hold me
Ah-hahaha ahh!
I wanna wrap myself around you
whenever you want to
Come make me say

Ah-hahaha ahh!
Come be my one & only
Tired of being so lonely... console me
Ah-hahaha ahh!
I wanna wrap myself around you
whenever you want to
Come make me say

[Twista:]
Now we pullin up out the garage
In the platinum blue arnage
Me and you about to hit that club
To the bar so we can sip that bud
Both of us together we would be the livest
If I had to break it down how would I describe it
(Ah- ahahaha ahhh!)
We the type of couple when we get up on each other
we get it crackin in the kitchen or the bedroom
it don't matter where we at we be makin noise
so play the track so the base will make ya head boom
break ya off when here one leg up
And you know I like the way you put it on me
It's the eastcoast queen and the midwest Mob Boss?
Shorty I will never leave ya lonely

[Mariah:]
I wish that we could
Blow out the speakers
Over N Over
Then jokes to secrets
Forever your lady
You act right then maybe
Ain't nothing to talk about
put the music loud
So they wont hear me say

Ah-hahaha ahh!
Come be my one and only
Tired of being so lonely... come hold me
Ah-hahaha ahh!
I wanna wrap myself around you
whenever you want to
Come make me say
Ah-hahaha ahh!
Come be my one & Only
Tired of being so lonely... console me
Ah-hahaha ahh!
I wanna wrap myself around you
whenever you want to
Come make me say

[Mariah:]
So just show a girl what it do (What it do)
After this boy I promise to do
You got my body lit up like the moon
You're too persuasive, I can't take it,
I'm so caught up in you

Ah-hahaha ahh!
Could ya be my one and only
I'm tired of being so lonely... come hold me
Ah-hahaha ahh!
I wanna wrap myself around you
Freak whenever you want to
Come make me say

oooh ooooh...oooh ooooh..
oooh ooooh...oooh ooooh..

[ Twista ]
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,
Knowing the cops is hot when I’m on the block, And I
Wish my brother woulda made bail,
So I won’t have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, And I
Wish that my grandmother wasn’t sick,
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn’t have to suffer,
When the streets get the upper had on us and we lose a brother, And I
Wish I could go deep in a zone,
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a could teach a soul to fly,
Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them hi, And I
Wish God never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers, And I (I wish)
Wish God woulda turned they hearts righteous,
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers, But uh
We will never break, though they devistate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain’t gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, cuz we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on!!!
Let’s HOPE!

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people commin up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have ‘em trippin of the joy I bring, (shiit)
I wish that we could hold hands,
Listen instead of dissin lessons from a grown man, And I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that’s on dubs, And I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me) (I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don’t nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stain’ strong,
You can make it whether you wit him or your mans gone, And I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly, And I
Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish that enemies could talk,
And that super homie Christopher Reeves could still walk, (I wish)
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,
Let’s HOPE

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
Wish the earth wasn’t so apocalyptic,
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,
We can make it always so optimistic,
If you don’t listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country wouldn’t have to go to war,
Why can’t we kick it and just get em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King “Why can’t we all just get along”,
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,
You can be wrong if it’s you doubting,
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt,
Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!
And let’s HOPE

[ ( x 2 ) Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

(feat. Peedi Crakk & Twista)

(Intro - Peedi Crack)
P., P. Crack Cocaine
B., B. Mack is back
Chad, Chad West on track

(Chorus 1 - Peedi Crack)
I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my b-boy Beans
And my S.P. chain gang, doin the damn thing
I Gotta Have It! Don't forget my boogie with beam
That keep me in good health and kill ya, ya'mean?

(Verse 1 - Peedi Crack)
Chain gang, gang bang, let my middle finger hang
Ain't nothin changed my name, P. Crack Cocaine (P. Crack Cocaine)
Relapse, I stay zapped, my urine ain't clean
No one to blame but Peedi and a nigga I mean (nigga I mean)
Ten stacks, Crack come to the club and do the thing
You ain't got that, I'm in the crib fixin my bricks
Style back, that's the method-zine
About to get your four stressed
So I can whip back on the whole sixteenth

(Chorus 1)

(Verse 2 - Beanie Sigel)
B. Mack, seat back, S.P. intact
You see me with Crack, we strapped
What's the reason for that? (What's the reason for that?) (I Gotta Have It!)
I need that, that Philly-boy clap
Hit you niggas in your back, send the rest in your hat (send the rest in your hat)
Stay strapped with the mack, with the hoodie too tall stack
The aim all that, when I flame you get all that (you get all that)
Me Boy Mack fuck with cracks since tall cats (It's the chain gang!)
Gang bang! I suggest ya'll fall back

(Chorus 2 - Twista and Peedi Crack)
I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my boy B. Sige
And the S.P. chain gang for doin the damn thing
I Gotta Have It! Don't forget the rrring rrring
That keep me in good health and kill ya, ya'mean?

(Verse 3 - Peedi Crack)
Chain gang, lickey with the ban
Quickly spit it rrring
Sickey Rickey get his ziggy bang
Snitchin on the gang (gang)
Don't forget you get that Uncle Midi
Get him for his chain
Simply give him a chitty bang, sit him in a cling (cling)
No name, no blame, Mack 10 no aim
Hi-lo, rhino, put your body in pain
No play no games, 'fore blow your brain
Bo range me after the show, you know of course I Gotta Have my...

(Chorus 1)

(Verse 4 - Beanie Sigel)
State Prop click and pop hit you niggas with the glock
Catch a nigga whippin in the kitchen cookin in the pot
Pursue it then might crack you (smack you), hit him with the glock
(When you hear that!) Then you know here come the cops
What up, wait, stop, fuck the cops!
Got the baby uzi whop, turn your cruiser to a drop (cruiser to a drop)
Get off the block 'fore SWAT surround the spot
We be locked in a box, three hots and a cot (I can't have it!)

(Chorus 2)

(Verse 5 - Twista)
The may-or of Chi, this ain't even ain't no kings and queens
Fixin to hurt from us when you jerk us, we Merciless like Ming
Twista and Beanie greedy like Peedi make the gun go rrring
When you look at the thing, give me the bling
Hand me the chain and the ring
Baller in the bubble, blowin bubble, always actin up
When trouble feel the double barrell of a double platnium thug
Clappin, ready for some action, and I'm going to empty the crib
I rep for the Roc and the State Property clique
Homey, you can't do shit
Throw a finger up, give me love, Remi in the club
When they see these thug, in a circle, snort the 50s up
Range Rov, 24 inch, blacked out bulbs
Blows fast, but hit your ho slow with the soul pole
Creeping on niggas trying to test me in the black drop top
Pull up and let the booper go bop, bop-bop
Treat you, in the wind, to my borough, blowin on my back
And do the same to any nigga that's tryna take what I got
I Can't Have It!

(Outro - Peedi Crack)
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy dif­cil
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy dif­cil
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy dif­cil
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy dif­cil
Chain gang, gang bang
P., P., P., P. Crack Cocaine
B., B. Mack is back
Chad, Chad West on track
Now let's go!

Ladies it’s your boyfriend I hope y’all like to do it like I like to do it Till the sun comes up (Oh Yea, You Know its going down) Yo can I hit it till the mornin’ I’ll be sexin’ you up (Chicago’s finest) Until the sun goes down We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we mack (we put it down like this) Till the sun comes up Yo can I hit it till the mornin’ (That’s right) I’ll be sexin’ you up Until the sun goes down (Say what) We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we mack (That’s right ain’t It Man) What you know about the Mobster Elites Crutial Conflict and them Do Or Die flows What you know about Kells and Twista Multi platinum artist stepping out the suicide doors I ain’t claiming the crown or the throne But I know I’m Chi town to the bone Come and have a round of Patrone Now get down to the song When I tell you about the ground I be on Chicago Tell your girl about K town And them projects downtown And all these places Caught her starrin’ at the ice in my ear She almost fainted when she saw these glaciers Feel the words when I spit’em in the mic First I got to get up with the mob and I’m like Roll up 30 deep to the club and I’m like Got to see who I’m about to fuck tonight The partys so live and I’m bout to set it off for the 05 Its all good but I’ve got the 45 And I found me a down ass ho to ride And she got a fat ol’ ass that’ll brighten up the room Come let a west side nigga slide this dick off in your womb Uh huh put it down on the booty make her like me Most likely she think I’m gonna make her wifey Got a hook like Nike she wanna bite me When I come up in the room in a white tee Presidential suite with some drink and some Cush I’m ‘bout to get it on After this one night I’m gonna be the one you call When you wanna get it hit it till the early morn’ Pimp on Hoppin’ out the finest cars that money can buy Chick on my side, step off up in the club (708) reppin’ the Chi I’m at the bar talkin’ to this chick sippin’ on that magic potion Tryin’ to get her to let me dive off in that ass like it’s an ocean Rub her down with some heated lotion And now got hunny soakin’ She’s ready for the Piper Fuckin’ with her emotions Wanna show you what a true playa’s like You would swear you was in paradise Wanna turn that ass over and ride Good bye to them other guys Girl if you ride out with me I promise you won’t regret it I shoot hoop and so you know this boy is real athletic You want me to go down on you baby don’t even sweat it Just pass the remy to me and watch me get real nasty R is gonna give it to you how you like it I’ll be pumpin’ on that Yo Kells Take another sip and another strip buy another fifth Now another bad bitch want me Grab another cli p haters like to trip represent the pimp With a lot of Platnium on me Sit back relax and watch her ride on me Get up in the mornin’ do the same to her hommie Chuch right here motherfuckers can’t clone me Luis Vitton Gucci and Prada Hit it from the back and make your girlfriend holla Pimperish but he talk like a scholar Stackin paper like the all mighty dollar Ima make it do what it do you dig Gotta be dro Gotta be love Gotta be wild Gotta be slow Gotta be Chi Gotta be long Gotta be down I was out west at the circle when I met this woman She was dark skin had a shape So I know she ain’t frontin Put that ass in the back of the Jeep And I know she’s runnin She says Belo when her toes curl up When I know she’s comin’ Mr. Poke man cummin I can give you what you want Like a dick for days Belo be a nympho girl I can give you what you want sexually four ways Like the lips, cheeks, arm, back, middle blade But I gotta stay true So I gets paid Do Or Die and Kells

Now twista and syleena on two,
we can barely see each other and you know that we aint like that
but what if I can find away where we can still be together and get freaky, would you like that,
I know I'm making you warm I about to fuck you all night and hit it back to the???..
even though I aint gon be there in the physical form, cause I, do anyway you want, freaky nigga from the hood, do ya good while I rub your body???
I could snatch you out that thong, and get it on as many times as you want, now visualize??
while you touch yourself, can you feel me cummin through the phone???????



I'm waiting in the living room,
drinking alazai, ready for you,
to touch me soft rub me strong
get me wet love me long but wait a minute,
I need you too take all your clothes off,
I want you too, come in here and set it off
from the floor right to the bed


baby tell me are you feeling me yet, on this phone sex, breathing hard while I touch my self, on this phone sex, gotta do it cause I'm by myself, on this phone sex,
your not here but I feel ya babe, on this phone sex,
and all you gotta do is scream my name, on this phone sex,
getting harder by the minute babe, on this phone sex,
got me reaching for my rabbit babe,
but I'm frontin? cause I know babe,
it aint nothing like the real thing



Can you see me, in a red thong?
Red pump heels, nothing else on,
oil on my legs, cherry red lips,
black hair strait, covering me breasts,
would you like that?
How about I, do a little strip tease,
than you can take advantage of me,
anything you want me to be,
baby I can be your fantasy, on this phone sex,


breathing hard while I touch my self, on this phone sex, gotta do it cause I'm by myself, on this phone sex,
your not here but I feel ya babe, on this phone sex,
and all you gotta do is scream my name, on this phone sex,
getting harder by the minute babe, on this phone sex,
got me reaching for my rabbit babe,
but I'm frontin?cause I know babe,
it aint nothing like the real thing


Imagine me on top of the bed,
on my hands and knees saying
come here daddy come here and get it
talk dirty to me,
tell me how it feels fast or slow baby
tell me what you wanna to do to me,
ooh you feel keep it right there,
I'm about to climax on this phone sex,


breathing hard while I touch my self, on this phone sex, gotta do it cause I'm by myself, on this phone sex,
your not here but I feel ya babe, on this phone sex,
and all you gotta do is scream my name, on this phone sex,
getting harder by the minute babe, on this phone sex,
got me reaching for my rabbit babe,
but I'm frontin? cause I know babe,
it aint nothing like the real thing

Pick up your gun
jump in the whip
lets ride on this like oh oh oh (x4)

(Chorus)
I put that on everything
-I will be reppin the south to the day that i die
I put that on everything
From the midwest i'm ready to ride because i'm from the Chi
I'm from the M i'm from the Double the S, yall know the rest
Talk about that and I'll dig in yo chest
Ready to die for these streets so hit you with with this heat
You don't want to see T and DB and i put that on everything (x2)

mmhm, mmhmm, mmhm, aye baby

When I touch her she like (ohhh)
When I hug her (ohhh)
When I rub her she like (ohhh)
When we cut it's like (ohhh)
Then she got me sayin' (girl tonite)
When I touch her she like (ohhh)
When I hug her (ohhh)
When I rub her she like (ohhh)
When we cut it's like (ohhh)
Then she got me sayin' (girl tonite)

It's getting late lil mama (stay late)
We been in the club too long
Let me take you out to my home
Tell me what a nigga gotta do
to get you out that thong
when are you gonna really make up ya mind shorty
see Twista work that skill
now can I get up in it from behind shorty
show you what I'm working with (ooh)
come on let me take you to the penthouse suite
pull out some old school marvin gaye and put it on repeat (ohh)
shorty come in
show me you can take it boo
let me fuck you first now girl
show me what you can do
come and fuck me reverse now girl
doing things that'll get you gone
when we on the couch I can make you moan
eat you up when we in the kitchen
let you get on top when we by the stove
when she told me to do it faster
that's when I dug deeper
now every time I see her (mmm)
I gots to freak her cause

when I touch her she like (ohhh)
when I hug her (ohhh)
when I rub her she like (ohhh)
when we cut it's like (ohhh)
then she got me sayin' (girl tonite... yeaa)
when I touch her she like (ohhh)
when I hug her (ohhh)
when I rub her she like (ohhh)
when we cut it's like (ohhh)
then she got me sayin' (girl tonite, girl... girl... girl)

make her feel like she popped the pill
got her feeling ecstasy
took her to the bedroom
about to make her an overnight celebrity
I finna get up in the sack
and I hope you ready for me girl
finna hit it from the back
while I'm bumpin' ready for the world
I want you to hold me
while I'm kissin all over ya body slowly
give it to you like a O.G

show me how you work them walls..

show me how you work them jaws
and in the bed when the faucet run
you will catch that drain
that's why I love gettin' freaky wit you
cause you's a nasty thang
shorty please... that's right (show me how you work them walls... down)

cause when I touch her she like (ohhh)
when I hug her (ohhh)
when I rub her she like (ohhh)
when we cut it's like (ohhh)
then she got me sayin' (girl tonite)
when I touch her she like (ohhh)
when I hug her (ohhh)
when I rub her she like (ohhh)
when we cut it's like (ohhh... yea baby)
then she got me sayin' (girl tonite)

hit it to that jodeci (yeaaa)
hit it to that jagged edge (yeaa)
hit it to that new edition
get you get that cool it boo
(don't you worry about a damn thang... no)
see how I do it to it
when I sip some do it to it fluid
hit it to some isley brothers
hit it to some sade yes
hit it to some r. kelly
and hit it to some marvin gaye
(don't you worry about a damn thang... no)
see how I do it to it
gotta sip that fluid
when I touch her she like ohhh
say don't ya worry about a damn thang
no, no, no, no, no, no girl
Cause when I touch her she like
when I rub her
when I hug her
when I love her
when I touch her she like oooh oooh