[Chorus: Sara]
Oh, Ah how you like me now
Now that you know that I`m playin`
Oh, You could`ve took me there
Now you sittin` reminiscence about my time you wasted
You see me spendin faces
Could`ve done somethin, but you did nothin`
You was just a waste of my time
[Ness]
When I was walkin` you ain`t had no rap
Now I`m ballin` with them talkin` bitch, imagine that
You tried to play me cuz your ass was fat
Thought you was cute cuz your hair was done
I got a deal now here you come (Huh)
All of a sudden wanna speak to me
Recently you dyin` for a piece of me
Respect yourself have some decency
I`m in the top five no you can`t creep with me
Girlfriend, your`re nothin` but a freak to me
Girlfriend, never take you out to eat with me
She threw her hands on my crotch, start teasin` me
And said Just think of how good we could be
I told her I don`t give in that easily
Hips are the bullshit she was feedin` me (Damn)
She got a body but she`s a flea
Gold digger all she wanted was some cheese from me c`mon
[Chorus]
[Chopper a.k.a. Young City]
Took off in the club wallin` out y`all know me lord Chopper
Don`t be yackin, actin` that ass y`all can`t stop us
Throwin bows, scratchin` your nose, rubbin` on hoes
Checkin two ways, lightin` and smokin` on idamos
On the rear, if your club bumpin` we be present
VIP session hot girls I`m down to undress `em
Fuck the telly, let`s do it in the back of the truck
We can get down and dirty wussup
Cuz I don`t give a uh uh
Crissy poppa mix it with the hen and vodka
See I`m the king of my jungle call me mufasa
Pull up in the big body benz, sittin on brawlers
Young and ballin` doin` my thang with shot callers (Holla)
Gangsta nigga, x-rilla I pop you up
Roll with a team of hard hittas that`ll box you up
We go to any club, from the whispas to the tunna
Cuz we dem killas from the jungle, ya heard me
[Chorus]
[Mysterious]
I wanna show how bad I can taste it (Uggh)
Better move through somethin` cuz I`m gettin` patient
I wanna show how bad I can taste it
With the gun up in my waist I`m losin` paitence
[Fred a.k.a. Miami]
What`s wrong wit` you, you know it`s only one to me
It`s crazy bitch don`t went and got a gun for me
I know time can`t stop for me
I ain`t askin` you to hop in the six and come back to the block for me
I don`t need no win on heerr
Cuz Freddy be gone until November, long gone for the winter
Playin pong in hong kong, it`s me and renald
My lil` cousin, I`m overtown the life of badong
I`m in, writin him own, when I strike like lightnin`
They hit like thunder threw stoneswomen callin me rome
I`m slingin` the thing in this bitch
The king dingaling in the hood, they call me the Paul Bunyan
A hearbreaker, they call me a human onion
But you can call me in the Grand Canyon
I`m doin great, eatin` grapes in a tan mansion
I`m so handsome
Your grandma might wanna call me grandson, holla back
[Chorus] - 2X
