back This here rap will slap you and your team, and that bad bitch Sleaves from my uncut, raw like cope Preme dig up boys, roll up and smoke Then toge
while you get this lovin. I got some candles lit, strawberry scent. Baby say my name, call me Sexii Spec. And then we switch it up and roll play, you
me, cause I rock it properly , and it aint no jockin me, other women just flock to me, but it aint no digging you its just you and me, come on now [Chorus
goin beep-beep while I roll over the drums and just straight (blam blam) 'Bout to build me a time machine and, get in it, and go back I'm done Find Frank Nitti and
this a warning, I look and see a new day dawnin (Warning) This a warning to every man born and sworn in (This is a warning) The Remedy, I look and see
feel like a king I only need one thing And that's a Slick Black Cadillac (Oooo, give it up) Now I got a fully equipped rock 'n' roll machine At speeds
lips to hips Mr. E rock shows, this she didn't know It was this honky, who made her say ho No way she sayin no, leave the disco Right after Mi rocks
the worm witout the coke-in the fuckin DAT machine is smokin The pizza still aint here, we out of beer and I think this motherfuckin engineer is a queer and
ever know. Synthetic audio. It goes on and on On on on on. Whenever I get up it?s on my own. Synthetic audio goes on and on and on and on. Be near the
C-4 [Chorus] [Verse Five: Ghostface] Check out my beaver, baby blue glock in the safe Seems Darthy and the God and get ski roll weight We hold a belt
you heard, D.P. on the corner rock for rocking a bird Here we had it pimping in Cheves and Testerosas Ro you only got two choices roll with us or get rolled
hon, twist one, this Armi, sip some It's only 40 proof, it feel like 151 When I'm done Make a run with the Roc Rock Air Force 1's Rock a bun, hide shit
and put your hand out for the present Lay down for fifteen so your body can feel rest Kick your feet up and start makin' beats on your chest and think
we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam some Bone and we can jam that Street Military, nigga bring it on and nigga, know
cut you clean, like a sub machine Gun and run it's fun to chase someone in space The shots I pop a top a bass drum We gonna, rock the whole crowd, come
at ma disposal, I have a feelin youll accept ma proposal. Put another dime in the jukebox, I love, rock n roll, Bulletproof vest, glock, lock and load
so I can hit him with a two-piece We rock, we he roll, where he got control Me and my mans and them Get the brains out these hoes If she can dance, then She can romance nice and
, and asked me for change But I would get defensive and yell, "Leave me alone These are my quarters stupid, go get your own" Dude walked away with this