Digital Bullet — текст песни (RZA f Beretta 9, Killa Sin, Method Man,)

[Intro: Ndira]
Here we are..
Bobby, I was just wondering, you know
About me and you, tonight
If we could go to a little Rhumba
Dance, you just think about it and let me know

[Chorus: Ndira]
Esta bueno, por que esta es La Rhumba
Ven baila conmigo en esta Rhumba
Esta bueno, por que esta es La Rhumba
Ven baila conmigo esta Rhumba

[RZA]
Rhumba? What`s Rhumba?
I`m sayin` though, what?
I`m sayin`..

Yo, what up Butter Pec`? Girl, you got me shy to speak
You the same dime piece that I saw last week
On the dancefloor, yo, the way you bligh
Make a club of thugs do the Electric Slide
Pretty in pink, come here, let me buy you a drink
Armaretta sour orders put us both in sync`
My name is Bobby and I don`t usually dance that much
I play the wall, but girl, you got that magic touch
That lured me in like a fly into the spider`s web
Not these everyday hoes sweatin` ghetto celebs
Powerule, I heard you got the good Power-U
Let`s slip to my crib for an hour or two

[Chorus 2X]

[Method Man]
Hey, hey, hey..
Uh, uh, uh, uh..
Eh eh eh eh eh..

Hey Butter Pecan what`s that lingo you speakin`?
It sound like, let`s me and you slide for the weekend (True)
I got drinks and tasty treats to sink your teeth in
Your popi two-way beefin`, let him know that you cheatin`
Runnin` `round indecent exposed without no clothes
There it go (*plug*), Moby Dick and there she blows
You got me covered, girl, and it shows and I suppose
We can play doctor soon as I drop out ya bows

[Killa Sin]
I don`t wanna dance baby girl, it`s like my legs is on strike
Boogie that ass to the bar, snatch a Remi, no ice
I`m in the corner, we can vibe all night
Polite, I need a bag of that grass
To blast me out of sight like a satellite
Bigga what up? Yo, long time, good to see you
Look at shorty ass shakin` like the system in my vehicle
Clubbin`, twenty deep, buggin`, all types of funny freaks
Mouthes wide shut, we let our love for the money speak

[Chorus]

[Beretta 9]
Yo
Open season, open fire, Beretta barbed wire
First platoon strike soon, scud-missile on the whistle
Up in the club with the pistol
This chick bumped into me like, You Dig`, you ain`t official
Indeed, so? Blow out your back, yo
She was like, Yo, nigro, nigro
Puffin` all that trash, you best to see so (so so)
So I introduced her nightcap, she was like, I like that
Later on tonight, you know, I gotta spit that
Flow and a half, blow at her back
I like it rough, and I hope she`s rough back
She was like say her name
I was like, Say mine back
She was like, Yo, daddy, daddy, daddy
I love it like that, Beretta stay givin` it
Power-U so good, I just might have to jizz in it

[Chorus 4X]



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