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Go head wit that bullshit Pop a can of fake shit Never should've pulled it Now you wanna stay quick Shake it, break it Never catch me naked If them checks is basic Slide with them paces Big jeans, big keans I only ride them big things Pay me for my sixteens Switch in my fitted jeans Twistin' up that icky green Book full of city dreams Now everybody half way there swing Let's swing baby Let's swing baby Let's swing baby
Go head wit that nonsense Address me as your highness I'm New Jersey's finest Back from Bahamas Aware of my content Sista got sponsors Dana got a conscience Let me hit responses
Go head Go head Go head Go Latifah
Go head Go head Go head Go Latifah
I see poppin' on me Don't get sloppy on me He be lookin' at me She be hatin' on me Well um basically We just keepin' the peace We just rulin' the night With the family
Now you want some new shit I keep it movin' who wit My flavor unit Bumpin' on exclusive
Jumpin' down in Houston Peace to Whitney Houston Tyin' up some nuisance Ridin' wit a few friends The science of the crew is Neva give 'em units We win the humor Late let her move it Everybody ruthless Watch me make deuces Thinkin' he the new shit Time to gin and juice this Story unconclusive Now introducin' Jumpin' jumpin' movin' Somethin' bumpin' who wit LA's Jersey unit Lot of cats included Single droppin' June-ish LA.....
Lady bubble bubble for my thug Startin' that trouble Little homies born in the struggle I show you I love you Get in a huddle Peace to mommies workin' a double Dana'll hug you Piss me off I'll get em to mug you I'm the same princess of the posse Sippin confossey If you can't sang You can't copy what's gone stop me In a black beat swizzey And I'm pumpin' my posse And plus I'm stocky I dare on of y'all broads to try and stop me La stays layin' the fire Displayin' the wire And I'm paid now So twenty years just stainin' the tires President buyer Peasants can't grow with the sire And whoever told you LA wouldn't drop is a liar