Lyrics:
paper and rocking the latest
You try to hate but my clique hater proof
My closet go on for a day or two
Ain't one of them niggas who
Switch the shit it up
tonight I'm in the club
Don't call me simp, but I'm tryna fall in love
If I get lucky I might even get a hug
Take you to my crib, I just hope I get it up
acting a fool on you
Make me up my tool you
I know this shit new to you
Don't have the time to be Schooling you
I'm mobbing thugging it out With the crew
Uh, hmm
Hurry up a bit
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Repeat x3]
I like the way you do it, when you do it
When you doin, what you doin
Check this out
an money,
now watch drama get bloody bloody, in ???,
gotta let you know that it's a cuttin up,
an if you don't hundred guys, hundred girls gonna make you
Yeah, yeah
Ladies and gentlemen, may I present and
May I introduce, four of New York's finest
Give it up for the X-Ecutioners
Yo, I'm like
you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
So I was like aight, yo, can I get into it? (Uh-huh)
My crew down to do it, if she gonna pursue it (uh-huh)
Chaos on the one and two, cuttin it up
I'm all about laid back, don't jock, I hate that
I see through haters games, don't mistake that
I still got love
rolling blunts in the back
I'm just going to tell it like it is, ex military never ever been a scary nigga staying on my biz
On the grind is how I live is
what you heard
You cannot win by just chasing the curb
You got a level up or you get burned
You gotta love it up or you get burned
Turn in the ashes
yeah
Gang in this bitch like I'm gettin' blessed in, yeah
Raisin' a fist like a first place win
We cuttin' up, might need a first aid kid
Been
no need to run it back
One rule Ima live by till the grave, never double back
Best she ever had, I hit it once, she my lil running back
She coming back
tonic but make it two
Hit em with a layup do the math that's a two
At the crib laid up with the boys that's the crew
Told the barber fade up now im
for boosters as I'm contributing my two cents
So I'm a nuisance
Producing and I tighten the loop, like it's a noose-sence
Who's this? Not for
liqour, in a stuper
Got to stay super, with the Cash Flow
Never bashful, here's what you asked fo'
The best DJ's in the world today
Cuttin up 'Rock
an money,
now watch drama get bloody bloody, in ???,
gotta let you know that it's a cuttin up,
an if you don't hundred guys, hundred girls gonna make you
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
he be, and I am who I am
Or Jay is just the DJ cuttin' for the two
And it's the three of us, baby and we're doin' the do
Five plus five, equal
back on, you ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You's a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
So I can hit you up on Front
back on, you ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You's a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
So I can hit you up on Front
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
Speeding down page on my way to a hook
Getting to it errday live da life of a crook
Tried to play by the book but I got overlooked
Wasnt shook I just turned
sluts
With thick butts
They told me grow up
But it ain't out my system yet
Besides, if I lived like you
I'd probably get depressed
Cuz you live repressed
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