Ira Hearshen

Hey Mami
You know that I like it
When you call me Papi
But it seems like lately baby
You've been seein' another chico
And baby
You know that he can't go down like me
And you know that the ni**a can't freak like me
So Mami tell me one little thing
How deep is your love for me

How deep is your love for me
Tell me what it's gonna be
Now do you see yourself
With a ni**a like me
On the low though
So your friends won't know see

Venq aqui Mami
Puerto Rican I see
The way you wiggle it
The way you move your body
He can't make you get wetter than me
But I bet he keeps tellin' you
He's better than me
Oh you know that he can't go down like me
(And you don't know)
You know that he ain't no freak like me
(And you don't know)
So baby tell me one little thing
How deep is your love for me

How deep is your love for me
Tell me what it's gonna be
Now do you see yourself
With a ni**a like me
On the low though
So your friends won't know see

Ooh Mami
I got to know
Tell me how deep
Tell me how deep
Before you tell me
Another chico
Tell me how deep
Tell me how deep
There will never be
Another Senorita see
And all I ask is that you keep on lovin' me
Ooh Mami chula
You know that there will never be a chico
Quite like Sisqo
So I must know

[Case]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
That's right (oooo, yo, oooo, oh)
Life is funny, ain't it? (yeahh, oh yeah)
Sometimes you can end up with
(c'mon Joe, c'mon, ready)
Somebody you really don't wanna be with (no way, babe)
And others left to figure it out (oh, sing it for me Case)
Check it
She was more than a woman, a goddess for all it seems
(is that right?)
And all I ever needed was her right here loving me
For a while we were cool
and the grooving of love was on
But I still remember how it felt when our love was gone

In a tattered picture book
Was a photograph she took years ago
Secret memories in her mind
(secret memories in her mind)
How could love be so unkind?
Heartbreak time

(My heart is breaking, Oh)

Faded pictures in a broken glass
Like a mirror revealing
What the woman is feeling
Was it someone from a distant past?
Cuz it's breaking my heart
So won't you stare into the glass

(Joe help me out)

[Joe]
As she turned through the pages,
the tears roll down her face
I could see her reminiscing
why her life had to be this way
Then she stopped as she
came to a page where her diary ends
To smell the scent of an old rose from her lover I suppose

In a tattered picture book
Was a photograph she took years ago
Secret memories in her mind
(secret memories in her mind)
How could love be so unkind?
Heartbreak time

Faded pictures in a broken glass
Like a mirror revealing
What the woman is feeling
Was it someone from a distant past?
Cuz it's breaking my heart
So won't you stare into the glass

The pictures keep spinning
(Oh na, na, na, na, na, na)
As she stares into the glass, I'll be waiting
(Oh na, na, na, na, na, na)
Cuz she's lost inside the past

The pictures keep spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning
(Oh na, na, na, na, na, na)
As she stares into the glass, I'll be waiting
(Oh na, na, na, na, na, na)
Cuz she's lost inside the past
Lost inside the past

Faded pictures in a broken glass
Like a mirror revealing
What the woman is feeling
Was it someone from a distant past?
Cuz it's breaking my heart
So won't you stare into the glass

WHAT?...well fuck you bitch
[Jay-Z]
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ya-yah-yah, ya-ya-yah-yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi-geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Get it!

[Verse One: Jay-Z]

Can I hit in the MORNING
without giving you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke would you WANT ME?
If I couldn't get you finer things
like all of them diamond rings [niggaz] KILL FOR
would you STILL ROLL?
If we couldn't see the sun risin off the shore of Thailand
would you RIDE THEN, if it wasn't DROPPIN?
If wasn't ah, eight figure [nigga] by the name of Jigga
would you come around naked, would you clown me?
If I couldn't flow futuristic would ya
put your two lips on my [dick], kiss it - could ya
see yourself with a [nigga] workin harder than 9 to 5
contend with six, two jobs to survive, or
do you need a BALLA? So you can shop and tear the MALL UP?
Brag, tell your friends what I BOUGHT YA
If you couldn't see yourself with a [nigga] when his dough is low
Baby girl, if this is so, yo..

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

[Jay-Z]
Can I get a WHAT WHAT
to these chickens from all of my doves
who don't love those, they get no dough
[Amil]
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these fellas from all of my ladies
who don't got love for players without dubs?

[Amil]
Now can you bounce wit me, uhh
[Jay-Z]
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil]
Uh uh.. Major Coins
[Jay-Z]
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil]
Yeah, not done
[Jay-Z]
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil]
Uh-uh uh uh

[Verse Two: Amil]

You ain't gotta be rich but FUNK DAT
How a [bitch] gonna get around your BUS PASS
? put this [ass] on your mustache
Can you AFFORD ME, my ? ? this, never corny
Ambition makes me, so horny, I come fussin in the
FRONT END, if you got nuttin, baby boy, you betta
"Git Up, Git Out and get somethin" [Shit!]
I like a, lot of Pravada, Alize and Baca
Late nights, candlelight, can I tear the [cock] up
Get it up I put it down anytime it pop up
I got to snap em, let it loose, then I knock ya
Feel the juice, then I got ya, when you produce a rocka
I let you meet momma and introduce you to poppa
My, [shit] remains in a Gucci name
Never test my patience sweetie, I'm high maintenance
HIGH CLASS, if you ain't rollin, bypass
If you ain't holdin [shit], I dash yo

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Now can you bounce for me, bounce for me
[Ja]
Uhh
[Jay-Z]
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja]
Uhh!
[Jay-Z]
Gi-gi-gi-geyeah-geyeah
[Jay-Z]
Can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja]
UHH!
[Jay-Z]
Gi-gi-gi-gi can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja]
Uhh! Yeah

[Verse Three: Ja]

It ain't even a question
how my dough flows, you good if you got those
Lady, ride in your bump, like a Tahoe
What you ain't know, it's eazy, but hear me though
Baby girl, best have my, money fo' sho'
Before they go, runnin they mouth, promotin half
I be bangin they, back out, go 'head, let it out
I leave em with no doubts, bounce, toss a hundred
Makin em feel, taunted even if they don't want it
It's been SO LONG
since I met a chick ain't on my tips but then I'm
DEAD WRONG, when I tell em BE GONE
So HOLD ON to the feelin of flossin and platinum
cause from NOW ON, you can witness Ja the I-CON
with hoodies and TIMBS ON, cause I thugs my women
VeVe, studs my women, if you wit me you wit em
I'm talkin bout good livin are we here, you wit us?
If not Boo, you know what, I still got you

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Now can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Wit me wit me wit me bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Bounce.. bounce.. wit me wit me wit me wit me
Can ya bounce wit me wi me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi-geyeah...

Yeah, now we're gonna give a shout out, knowumsayin'?
Def Jam, knowumsayin'?
Niggas like Method Man, Redman
Say all the artists here, knowumsayin'?
Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'?
I don't need no introductions, Cat
Whuuuuut

I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin' thoughts
I'm sippin' off a quart that I just had bought
I'm thinkin' of the moment, things soar in that head
I feel assurin' durin', also glad
Yes, feel assured by knowin' I won
Cuz there's no one who can fuck wit A-Sun
I'm not bein' pushy but I'm born to boss
You need A-Sun, oh yes, well of course
Don't see the riot, everyone keeps quiet
If you don't believe nigga, get hyper and try it
Yes it is me, a total fresh MC
Yo, I'm born to be, MC history
Rhyming on time because that's the deal
You're only as fresh as your ass feel
Other MC's, you are bound to fall
Cuz your real world is not a world at all

1 -

"Bitch Betta Have My Money"

What up love
You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats
I peep you at the strip joint
You and that little black chick
Acting like you so innocent
When you in the six
Usually that bring the freak right out of a bitch
I knew something was wrong
Lesbian I go on
Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right
I like mines tight
You like yours licked
And we both like bitches to get high high wit
You opted to leave a nigga with no options
You freak hoe dance topless baby
What's ya sitcho
You ride dildo
Plastic nympho
Only see dick in porno
Hun lidten
I can make your life a world of difference
Throw me in the mix of your sexual experiences
See what happens
In like two weeks
These hoes is freaking
Making about two g's a piece a weekend
That's what I'm saying

[Chorus x2:]
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
Bitch better have my money

Keep my ones on top
My tens on lock
My hoe in the drop
Got a hot little co-op
Prestigous
Rock a cuban link with Jesus
Lord have mercy
Let me touch this
Tease it
For reasons
I can't explain to you lord
Cause you know my actions are censored
Don't diss chips to fuck with no broad
This one can get it
Damn near split it
Yeah picture me paying for some pussy I ain't even smelled yet
Let alone got wet
But I'm willing to make a bet
That the next time we riding
If she ain't riding
On the turnpike you you bobbing
While I'm weaving
Getting weede
Believe me
This pimp shit ain't easy baby
I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got
They make you fiend for that pussy coming up out ya pockets

[Chorus x2:]
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
Bitch better have my money

Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim
I pimp plenty women
Got to tip my hat to a ten
Just been in too many run ins with dead ends
Comparisions range from thick ones to thin
Explosive sex thoughts coming from this young work horse
I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts
Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport
For the jewels with ice and creep to never get caught
You know the game
You and I is one in the same
But you got my name
tatooed on ya leg
Shit is serious
Now you caling me acting delirious
Used to be my best bitch
Now somewhat resistant
Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter
Worn out and don't nobody want ya
First time i met ya you played me out of pocket
I ain't know no better bitch
Now stop it
Game is the topic
And what's between your legs is the product
Use it properly
And you'll make dollars biatch

[Chorus x2:]
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
Bitch better have my money

Yeah check check I can't I can't manage I I can't
(But you must Rick) I can't I can't manage
(But you must Rick) Ah shit

Hoes ass kiss cause I'm like Jason vision
Releasin' me a basket case from prison Pissed
Blood feenin' the villain like 'Wassup ya'll'
Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em
Misleadin' a bit although proceedin' a hit
I made 'em feel I'd never jeopardise my freedom for shit
Played the empty headed part,
Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
Back of the head and took the credit card
Seen properly decease,
Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
And I's out
Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky
Alert the rest to beef up security
And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
Another brother deservin' to get massacred
Pleasure in poppin' that flea
Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas
Not insane, nor am I biased
Though feels good to watch a motherfucker die before
my fly ass
Ain't nuttin' to blast, fuck it
Then I put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off
Police said a thug awaited, since I didn't leave no evidence
A drug related incident

I still clock the mil' figures, cock back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - cause I kill niggaz

You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy

Well I had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife
And gettin' way with murder, this the motherfucking life
At a jam, nine figure on shelf
While your army a nigger snickering among self - thiefs
Who wanna clock the br

(feat. Flesh-n-Bone, Monifah)

[Flesh-n-Bone:]
Flesh-n-Bone,Montell,Monifah,
Something for my people.
(I was on my knees last night and I said)
Now,I'm gonna lay me down(down,down...) to sleep
I pray to the lord and to Heaven:go bless my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake up,wake up,wake up
Hope that He saved a place in Heaven so I pray everyday for the soul that He
Take up,take up

[Montell Jordan:]
Oh,you never heard these words before(no)
And I know you've never seen this side of me,I'm quite sure
But livin my life with you here is givin me tears of joy
And I never wanna leave you baby
So if by chance I go
I want you to know

If I die tonight,it would be alright
Cause I finally found what most I've been searching for my whole damn life
If I die tonight,it would be OK
Cause being with you is like being in Heaven anyway

Monifah
Ooh,I never thought I'd feel this way for you
And I never thought I'd meet a man that made me wanna say "I do"
You changed my whole life forever and ever,oh yeah
So if God should call,here's what you do:
Know he's got my soul in Heaven,but my heart's with you

If I die tonight,it would be alright
Cause I finally found what most I've been searching for my whole damn life
If I die tonight,it would be OK
Cause being with you is like being in Heaven anyway

Now,I'm gonna lay me down[down,down...] to sleep
I pray to the lord and to Heaven:go bless my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake up,wake up,wake up
Hope that He saved a place in Heaven so I pray everyday for the soul that He
Take up,take up

Now I lay me down to sleep,I pray the lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake,I pray the lord my soul to take

If I die tonight,it would be alright
Cause I finally found what most I've been searching for my whole damn life
If I die tonight,it would be OK
Cause being with you is like being in Heaven anyway

From "Rush Hour" Motion Picture Soundtrack
Written by Jon B. and E. Jackson

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
So bad so bad baby
Listen

Time after time
You be thinking of me
Wondering if
These things could have been baby
I think back to us
The way that we were
I wouldn't change a single thing, baby

And know I'm not with you
Nothing to reap, but losing you
For a love that's true
Would I give everything I gave again
Just to get back what we felt way back when

Girl, I'm glad that we loved
More than if we didn't love
I would do it all again
Girl, I'm glad that we loved
Oh yes, you know
I'm so glad we fell in love

My oh my
How you've grown up so girl
Sound of your voice
It made me think about the choice I make
Now that I'm here all alone
Thinking of where to go
Just to call you on the phone

And know I'm not with you
Nothing to reap, but losing you
For a love that's true
Would I give everything I gave again
Just to get back what we felt way back when

Girl, I'm glad that we loved
More than if we didn't love
I would do it all again
Girl, I'm glad that we loved
Oh yes, you know
I'm so glad we fell in love

See life reveals itself
Through all the moves we make it
Everything we feel and things that
We say the things we say
My life revealed to me
The best thing about you and me
Was spending all my time with you
Baby baby with you
Are my lady, my love, my one and only girl
Just come back to my world

Girl, I'm glad that we loved
More than if we didn't love
I would do it all again
Girl, I'm glad that we loved
Oh yes, you know
I'm so glad we fell in love

Terror Squad, ungh
Now why you wanna go and fuck with them?
Platinum status, motherfuckers, eat a dick!

Now who's the underrated pro, they scared to play on the radio?
Who lives the lyrics, all my real niggas already know
Flow for flow, no crew can step to us
And blow for blow, I'm pretty sure that you heard the rumors

I give tumors to niggas and comas to bitches
No one's against us, roll with the riches and float with the fishes
The revolution has started that's why I'm under carded
My Squad will turn to the most feared into the dearly departed

As hard as they come, they all fall like the Great Wall
Make no mistake, I take you straight to the state morgue
Swarmin' informers like cops at drug corners
Feds got the bugs on us, tryin' to lay the law on us

They want us in jails with bails too high to bond but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock till you bawl cop
And it's never ever gonna stop

Yo, yo, I play the game with caution
Sun changes, gave power creative activities bring fame and fortune
Why can't you live this? All day hands on bitches
With financial ventures, enhance the riches

Gotta hold the cake, my grand moms had dreams
But it seems, I couldn't graduate or go to Drake
It hurts at nights, I gots to reimburse the vice
Niggaz is worse than shiest for the merchandise

My words precise 'cause if not, I wouldn't speak it
I rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends
Outside, these pretty clothes I live but with the titty-ho
Knock a nigga out for the shit he stole

We already degraded, me and my family the most hated
Bitch were barely both made it
See the thinly related, to everything in the street
I'm sellin' coke, crack and dope, plus swingin' the heat

We got drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin', just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
I thought you knew you had

Drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin' just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
(And it don't stop!)

I got rubies on my Uzi's and gems on my Mack 10's
Diamonds on my nines and golden bullets just to match them
Platinum magnums with silver clips, real begets
Shit, I'm gonna milk this bitch till I'm filthy rich

Filled with chips from the floor to the ceiling
Just flossin' and chillin' in a Porsche full-a-women
I'm one in a million, get on the deal already
My skills are sharper than a steel Maschetti

Realer than the military
Killin' every track I'm on
Link and Joey Crack the Don
Flippin' in my Cuban Caddy, wit the hazards on

So, come on if you gon' ride with us, live niggas
Hop with us, quick to try to triple five figures

Your style is unoffic', niggaz like you stay on my wanted list
Pun and Prince, we're walkin' on kings, like a son-of-a-bitch
Fuckin' with this is hazardous to amateur battlers
Average niggas get lost in the course of embarrassment

Of course, you don't have a chance, I'm the boss in your eminence
Get tossed in the ambulance with the force of an avalanche
I'll torture your fragile ass with rhetorical paragraphs
For all of you that'll laugh at a historical aftermath!

I come equipped, my tongue and lips are like a hundred clips
Look behind you, I'll blind you like when the sun eclipse
Ain't no second chances, I glance at niggas
Make 'em wet they pants

The chances are slim if Twinz done swing the rest of the ransome
The best and the champion that means I'm far beyond
Dionne read my palm, told me to get on and put my army on
Come along, follow the Don, my motto and song

Live for tomorrow 'cause today's almost already gone
Lets get on, split your belly with the Maschetti long
Tears your arms of your shoulders, and tell you to, hold on
I know it's wrong, but it feels so right
I used to bust steel all night, but now I gotta deal, alright

We got drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin', just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
I thought you knew you had

Drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin' just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
(And it don't stop!)

We got drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin', just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
I thought you knew you had

Drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin' just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
(And it don't stop!)

Fuck a Toe to Toe, give me a forty-four and a foe to blow
To make it more dramatic, I quote Jehovah holding the scroll
Open your skull, show you shit you ain't supposed to know
Break the world in half and spit the ocean from coast to coast
(Just to let you know)
That I'm zone coasted

And play the visuals from the top of my verse back in slow-motion
Assassinate the Pope with no emotions
So why should I hesitate to crush a campaign like I wasn't votin'?
My brain floatin' away, above you niggas like I make time pause

Checkin' my Rollie watch my diamond Roman digits
Golden riches, better hold em bitches
'Cause we robbin' niggas way before
The translation of Holy Scriptures

I was Armageddon before the Motion Picture
The last nigga to drop his verse and have the globe shiftin'
My Squad's hard and far from Puritans
Robbin' and killin' men like we proud to be Americans

We got drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin', just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
I thought you knew you had

Drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin'
Slugs killin', ya touch feelin' just for the thrillin'
We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin'
(And it don't stop!)

(This is the way it should sound)
This is the way it should sound

[Intro: Cam'Ron (Noreaga)]

Ya heard (what what)
Yo B, we don't even like half these faggott niggas anyway
(what what what)
I'm on my own muthafuckin' wheel (yeah, what what what)
You know what I'm sayin'
The real shit, you know B

My black family (what what what)
Slick Finga (clah clah clah)
Harlem World eatin' (yeah yeah)
Charli Baltimore (what what what)
Nore (yeah yeah what what what)
Cam'Ron nigga (yeah yeah)
Killa Cam nigga (what what what)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Cam'Ron]
Yo, all around I rip this
The song had to clip it
The cats in the street, nearly killing over snippets
Birds out to feed 'em bread, so he can eat her head
I'm almost 21, but I still pee in the bed
Had to flead the FED's, all be trife
And I got a crush on Edith (who, Archie's wife!)
Yo not Monaghomy, pornograhy
On the outside, lookin' apauled you see
Tell my girls, I really like photography
On snap shots naked, the wildest boys
First night, head whop, and our salads tossed
While you in a mean neon, I'm with Celine Dion
Throw her in the bed, she the next one I pee on

Say what bitch
Phase two
Yeah yeah
What what what
What what
What what what
What what what
What what what
Split that ass yo
Split that ass
Yeah uh, what
Yo yo yo

[Noreaga]
Yo, N-O-R-E eatin'
Fuck ya'll, niggas get hurt
You know I rock a Soul Train wit' a Cam'Ron's shirt
Doin' cartwheels, all my niggas got Hot Wheels
You a double A-R god, the bluntiest
You know we throw away, blunts for my niggas that's dead
Pour a Law Liqour, drink a long ligga
Then again I never beat, for my nigga Digga
You know I got, navigators, so we won't get lost
N-O-R-E eatin', these Queens niggas call me the Force
At the airainment, Thugged Out
Untertainment, throw around and fuck 'em if the judge say shit
And I - get - what - niggas face it

[Charli Baltimore]
Fools ain't ever know, the ghetto's be the baddest click
Charli's Angels, tangle with Devil's - Advocate
Hoes mad cause our pussy's got the fattest clits
It's estatic shit, how we gon' have a bitch
Under pressure, the Un undress her
That's a tester, that's just the best flirt, to the best skirt
Ever make it to networks
Like N.B.C., N.O.R.E., B'More and Cam'Ron
Anything we put our hands on, soak up like a tampon, plan on
For puttin' out the hottest LP's
Since - shiiit yo, you gon' have to tell me
Cause this is hip hop, meneaja twat
And ya'll jealous cause what I'm fuckin' wit' the two hottest
Underground fellas, what!

[Chorus (Noreaga, Baltimore, Cam'Ron)]

Aye yo Iraq, Harlem World, Philly
(San Juan) Un-shit
N.O.R.E., Charli, Cam'Ron
Mansons, Stasons, Richards
(Plan on)
Cali, Houston, New York
(Jam on)
Aye yo Iraq, Harlem World, Philly
(San Juan) Un-shit
N.O.R.E., Charli, Cam'Ron
Atlanta, Chi-Town, V.A.
(Plan on)
D.C., N.C., S.C.
(Jam on)

[Charli]
What!

[Cam'Ron]
Yo, all on the ballers shit
Nore, but we could call a chick
Head is what we all could get, biggest to the smallest dick
She gon' swallow all of it
Harlem gon' have a ball with that
After I get her pregnant, yo we goin' to the mall with it

[Noreaga]
Yeah nigga, you know the lie, fuck that bitch
The only reason I don't kiss her, is cause she sucked his dick
Yo I don't even try ta, us up bro
Fuck dat hoe
Pussy stinkin' anyway, let her go

[Charli Baltimore]
Yo ya'll niggas stay fuckin' with them grimmy chicks
On the real though, I wonder where ya'll find these chicks
The rest is evident, I'm the type to split on niggas
But if they right, I'll fuck around and spit on niggas
And if they into that hot shit, I'll let 'em hit my spot quick
But first they gotta pop shit
If not then they gettin' drop kicked
And I like 'em all, Black Jack ya'll
Near 21, all others gettin' cut cut
So be it, you see me!

[Chorus (Noreaga, Baltimore, Cam'Ron)]

Aye yo Iraq, Harlem World, Philly
(San Juan) Un-shit
N.O.R.E., Charli, Cam'Ron
Mansons, Stasons, Richards
(Plan on)
Cali, Houston, New York
(Jam on)
Aye yo Iraq, Harlem World, Philly
(San Juan) Un-shit
N.O.R.E., Charli, Cam'Ron
Atlanta, Chi-Town, V.A.
(Plan on)
D.C., N.C., S.C.
(Jam on)

[Charli]
What! (what what what)

[music till fade]