Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bounce it
Come on
The first day of the rest of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Kronkike
Y'all keep the spotlight
I'm keeping my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe
And call it a night
This ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit
That you're used to
Teflon territory you just can't shoot through
You gon shoot who? (Who?)
Not even on your best day
Rollin' the Wild West way, givin' it up
Leavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck
Laid in the cut now we break through in the rut
Hennesy and Orange Juice baby fill up a cup
Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze
Loosen up, let your hair down, and join the festivities
Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities
Bitches be quick to give me brains while I post the
range
Going up and down my dick like the stock exchange
1 - (X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won't even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family
Repeat 1
Ever since Xzibit has spit, been on some pimp shit
Approach every woman like a potential mistress
Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight
Cause tonight I might meet my next X wife
Mr. Big Chief Reefa, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa
I run it through and money come out
Runnin' your mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house
Ravel your spouse and have a little fun on the couch
Now you know that it was bound to happen
I came to give you what you lackin'
Whenever you hear them other niggas rappin
Rockin' chains, stadium, paladiums, cracked craniums
My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium
Drop tops sittin' on twenties
Using rappers like crash test dummies
Stackin' real estate and money
It's funny how things change overnight
When you thinking right
I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife
Repeat 1 (2x)
What an event?
We hardcore 100%
Making it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents
The real deal, how does it feel?
No special effects
Yank the chain off of your neck
Demand the respect
Now all your conversations sound strange to me
It be like everybody around me done changed but me
I stand alone on my own two feet
Stagger tracks, strangle the beat
Restless no time for sleep
Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like Bejamin Greet
It's a very thin line between a foe and a friend
Straight to the chair
(Not these niggas again)
Come back, bounce in the spot and slide right in
I ain't trying to see nothing but progress, regardless
Home of the heartless, move right, remain cautious
Represent nothing but the hustle and struggle
Hennesy, rock plenty of ice, making a double, now SCREAM
Repeat 1 (2x)
[Snoop Dogg]
So there you have it
A-B-C D-P-G-C
X to the motherfuckin' Z
Mr. Xuberant, Mr. Xtravagant
Xtrodinary, Mr. Xalata
X 'em with a little bit of Xtasy
X-ing a bitch out if you tryna test a g
And what's the recipe?
Xcalibur weaponary
And we shoot Xceptionally
That there is hot
X marks the spot?
Fuck naw, X spots the marks
Xclamation point niggas
Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,
See my fall,
See my errors,
Know my faults,
Time halts,
See my loss,
Know I'm lacking,
Backtracking,
Where I met you,
Pistol packing,
Itchy finger,
Trigger happy,
Try to trap me,
Bad rap,
Wiretap me,
Backstab me,
Break the faith,
Fall from grace,
Tell me lies,
Time flies,
Close your eyes,
Come with me.
Come with me,
Yeah,
Come with me,
Uh-huh yeah,
Yeah.
You said to trust you,
You'd never hurt me,
Now I'm disgusted,
Since then adjusted,
Certainly you fooled me,
Ridiculed me,
Left me hangin',
Now sh*t's boomerangin',
Right back at ya,
Think long-ranged,
Narrow minded,
Left me blinded,
I co-signed it,
Sh*t backfired,
Now I'm bouncin' back,
I grinded,
Not many would bear the pressure,
You comprehend me,
You musn't end me,
You offend me,
It's trauma,
Feel the drama,
Come with me.
Yeah,
Uh-huh,
Heh-heh
Come with me,
Don't be afraid,
Yeah,
Come with me.
I close my eyes,
And I see,
You--standing there,
I cry,
Tears--of sorrow,
I die.
Uh-huh,
Yeah.
Front my enemies,
Front my foes,
Damn these hoes,
Is steppin' on my toes,
Back up off me,
Take your hands off me,
Give me room to breathe,
I'm not hearin' it,
I'm not fearin' it,
I'm up to my ears in it,
Bullshit,
I'm destructive,
Some women find that seductive,
Some say it's lunacy,
Word diddly,
I've been movin' on,
I ignore you,
Sorry if I bore you,
I neglect you,
Don't mean to disrespect you,
Can't you see--
I love you dearly,
And that's sincerely,
But you annoy me,
You can't avoid me,
I'm here to stay,
Forever,
And ever and a day,
That's never,
I can't let you go,
I can't forget it,
Why you did it,
I won't permit it,
I won't acquit it,
I'm gonna to fight you,
I'll f*ckin' bite you,
Can't stand nobody like you,
You can't run,
You can't hide,
No surprise,
Close your eyes,
Come with me.
Yeah,
Come with me. (2x)
Owwwww.....
Yeah I like this,
Come on, (2x)
Turn me up,
B*tches turn me up,
Yeah, (3x)
Come on now,
Yeah.
Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,
Uh-huh,
You ready now,
Come on check this out,
Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,
Uh,
Oh yeah that's right. (2x)
Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,
See my fall,
See my errors,
Know my faults,
Time halts,
See my loss,
Know I'm lacking,
Backtracking,
Where I met you,
Pistol packing,
Itchy finger,
Trigger happy,
Try to trap me,
Bad rap,
Wiretap me,
Backstab me,
Break the faith,
Fall from grace,
Tell me lies,
Time flies,
Close your eyes,
Come with me.
Come with me, (8x)
I'ma take you with me!
I'm gonna to fight you,
I'll f*ckin' bite you,
Can't stand nobody like you,
You can't run,
You can't hide,
No surprise,
Close your eyes,
Come with me!!!
I'm a take you with me!
I'm here to stay,
Forever,
And ever and a day,
That's never,
Come with me.
[Hurricane G]
Hey yo Puff, check this out pa
I'm tired of niggas hating on a mutha fucka
Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches
You got to keep bubblin on em
Platinum doublin on em, fuck these niggas
Hey yo, I bumped into these cat an' they was like,
"Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice"
I said yo, the brother dont swear he nice he knows he nice
You public enemy number one right now
But Fuck that there spit that hydro-ghetto shit
[Puff Daddy]
Let's go
That's that shit right here, whom shall I fear
Throw your guns in the air
Socialize, get down, let your ssoouull lead the way
Cause i'm that enemy that you can't see
But you wanna be you ain't shit to me
Playa, It ain't hard for you to get to me
Playa, my real dogs they'll spit for me
So if you want whats mine, you gots to have the heart
I've seen em come and I've seen em part
If you ain't want beef then why did you start?
Front from the light catch shots after dark
Suffer, duck or you'll catch these
On the spot, red dots make em all believe
Ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like these
See I do the things that they can't achieve
So don't start bassin' n' I'll start pacing
Bets on that you'll be disgracing
More hotter than the sun
I'm living on the run
Because i'm public enemy number one
Chorus:
One,One,One,One,One
One,One,One,One,One
[Puff Daddy]
Let me ask you, what you got against me?
Is it my girl or is it the bentley?
Is it my house or maybe its all three
I just came up and you're all against me
Now ask yourself, why is he number one?
Now ask yourself, who's done what he's done?
Then ask yourself, you're fit for the long run?
You think its a game cause you fucked the wrong one
Always with God and I don't swing solo
Never back down when I gotta throw dolo
Wanna see me out, but I just won't go though
Pretty young things wanna have my photo
One in the room hangin' on the wall
In rememberance that I rocked 'em all
Got no time for those that think small
Grill me in the club cause they can't ball
Hate shot callers
Hate them ballers
Back in control now I call orders
It's no fun fleeing under the gun
Cause they got me public enemy number one
Chorus
[Puff Daddy]
All you suckers, liars, court testifiers
Wanna infiltrate and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes
Keep dimes sweating
Giving them the juice that they're not gettin'
A bona fide playa, now who got the flavor
A non stop, rhythm rock, poetry sayer
I'm the life saver, the New York mayor
Before you try me, you better say your prayers
My word to the wise is: "Do not cry"
You know that i'm gone then say don't die
I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme
Thought it was over but I crept from behind
Wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind
Almost 2000 and running out of time
Almost to the point when I wanna bust nines
A lot of strange faces, I can only trust mine
Soldiers in position all on the front line
Don't make a move till I give them the sign
Known as the poetical, lyrical, miracle son
Because i'm public enemy number one
Chorus
[Hurricane G]
Yeah yeah, that's right Puff
That's what I'm talkin about love
Sparklin and glistenin on these motherfuckers
These niggas is walkin around like little bitches
Talkin about what you got and what they ain't got
They got a little jealous and wanna bring you down
But fuck dat, they just mad
Cause you got all the ladies
And you pushin them bentleys, not mercedes, bentleys
You know? and thats just the way the story goes
And thats just the way the story goes
Fuck you niggas and hoes
[Puff Daddy]
You think i'ma come this far and let you niggas stop me now?
Haha picture that....number one, number one, number one
B-I-G forever... rock on
Chorus
Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats what i'm talking about love,
sparklin' and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin'
foul like, talking about what you got and what they ain't got,
they wanna bring you down.
[Lil'
Bow Wow]
Uh, say
Uh, uh, say (My name is)
Say, bow wow wow
Uh, uh, bow wow (Yeah)
Uh, uh, Snoop Dogg (Bow wow)
Yeah, uh, my name is,
Hair nappy but I'm happy pocket full of doe
From the C-O representin' So So
The girls recognize in these niggas do to
I'm the flyest they walkin' through junior high school
So make room next to your little backstreet poster
Cause Bow Wow's here and its over; YA HEARD
I'm this, I'm that, I'm all of the above
And the big body shotgun ridin' on doves
I've been seen with the baddest
Heard with the best
And I got it lock down from the east to the west
Look at my eyes, ya know; I ain't playin'
That's why all through the streets
All hear, sayin' is,
[Chorus 2X: Lil' Bow Wow]
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
Where my dogs at? Bark with my now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
And all my girls around the world that love how it's going down
say,
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
Where my dogs at? Bark with my now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
And all my girls around the world that love how it's going down
[Lil' Bow Wow]
Now at the gates wide open
It is I who they runnin' from
Little with the ill, cross over like
I resentin' to kay my way and I'm the first to rock
First to drop, lice in the bezel of a G-shop
Like B.I.G. and Pac, I'm hard to forget
What makes it even worse, I'm just getting' started
Yeah that's me; that's got your daughter in a frenzy
Yeah that's me; that's got her arguing with her friends about
Who? Gone, gimme when they see me
Sayin', "Do you?"
Sayin', "Oh! He the man!"
Thirteen, game lock, don't trick, all that and a bag of chips
Hi! My name is,
[Chorus x2]
[Snoop Dogg]
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
Woof motherfucker that dog came to play
Cal gone cal gone take me away
I'm in the dirty dirty with my nephew J
Dizzy, Izzy, boy we getting' busy
With Lil' Bow Wizzy, this shit is off the hizzy
I threw him like a Frisbee
And, "Yeah, he came back."
Like uh, boomerang, Dogg Pound game
Hundred thousand dollar chains
What'chu say J.D.? (J.D.: Bling, bling, money ain't a thang!)
Ya ask me again and Imma tell you the same
I'm flippin' on these niggas while I'm trippin' on these niggas
(trippin')
Buck one, buck two, buck three, buck four
You standin' on the wall, nigga busa (bus)
But you can't trusa, it's good game
And all my niggas represent yo bang
Put it up, now click clack it up
And all the niggas, bag it up
Cause I wanna smack it up
We do it to ya doggystyle (doggystyle)
Big Bow Wow in yo mouth
Bow wow,
Yo, Vanilla, kick it one time boyyyyyyy Yo,
VIP, Let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it.
Bounce wit me, wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ge-gi-gi-gi-gi-gi
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ye-ye-yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ya-yah-yah, ya-ya-yah-yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi-geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Get it!
[Jay-Z]
Can I hit in the morning
Without givin you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke would you want me?
If I couldn't get you finer things
Like all of them diamond rings bitches kill for
Would you still roll?
If we couldn't see the sun risin off the shore of Thailand
Would you ride then, if I wasn't droppin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I couldn't flow futuristic would ya
Put your two lips on my wood and kiss it - could ya
See yourself with a nigga workin harder than 9 to 5
Contend with six, two jobs to survive, or
Do you need a balla? So you can shop and tear the mall up?
Brag, tell your friends what I bought ya
If you couldn't see yourself with a nigga when his dough is low
Baby girl, if this is so, yo
[Jay-Z]
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no dough
[Amil]
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without thugs?
[Jay-Z]
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no dough
[Amil]
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without thugs?
[Amil]
Now can you bounce wit me, uhh
[Jay-Z]
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil]
Uh uh... Major Coins, Amil-lion
[Jay-Z]
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil]
Uhh, yo bounce wit me
[Jay-Z]
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil]
Yeah, uh-uh uh uh
[Amil]
You ain't gotta be rich but fuck that
How we gonna get around your bus pass
Fo' I put this pussy on your mustache
Can you afford me, my niggaz breadwinners, never corny
Ambition makes me, so horny
Not the fussin and the frontin
If you got nuttin', baby boy, you betta
"Git Up, Git Out and get somethin" Shit!
I like a, lot of P-rada, Alize and Vodka
Late nights, candlelight, then I tear the cock up
Get it up I put it down erytime it pop up, huh
I got to snap em, let it loose, then I knock ya
Feel the juice, then I got ya, when you produce a rocka
I let you meet momma and introduce you to poppa
My, coochie remains in a Gucci name
Never test my patience nigga, I'm high maintenance
High class, if you ain't rollin', bypass
If you ain't holdin', I dash yo
[Jay-Z]
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no dough
[Amil]
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without thugs?
[Jay-Z]
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no dough
[Amil]
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without thugs?
[Jay-Z]
Now can you bounce for me, bounce for me
[Ja]
Uhh
[Jay-Z]
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja]
Uhh
[Jay-Z]
Gi-gi-gi-geyeah-geyeah
[Jay-Z]
Can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja]
Uhh!
[Jay-Z]
Gi-gi-gi-gi can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja]
Uhh! Yeah
[Ja]
It ain't even a question
How my dough flows, I'm good to these bad hoes
Like my bush wet and undry like damp clothes
What y'all niggaz don't know, it's eazy, to pimp a hoe
Bitches betta have my, money fo' sho'
Before they go, runnin they mouth, promotin half
I be dickin they, back out, go 'head, let it out
I fucks with my gat out, bounce and leave a hundred
Makin' em feel, slutted even if they don't want it
It's been so long
Since I met a chick ain't on my tips but then I'm
Dead wrong, when I tell em be gone
So hold onto the feelin of flossin and platinum
Cause from now on, you can witness Ja the I-CON
With hoodies and timbs on, cause I thugs my bitches
VeVe, studs my bitches, then we rob bitch niggaz
I'm talkin' bout straight figures if you here, you wit us
If not Boo, you know what, I still fucked you
[Jay-Z]
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no dough
[Amil]
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without thugs?
[Jay-Z]
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no dough
[Amil]
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without thugs?
[Jay-Z]
Now can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Wit me wit me wit me bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Bounce, bitch, bounce.. wit me wit me wit me wit me
Can ya bounce wit me wit me
Ge-gi, uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh
Can ya bounce wit me bounce wit me
[Master P]
Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon)
I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)
[Chorus One 2X: Weebie]
I love the way she shake it in the thong - OOOHHHWEE!
The way she make it twurk and grab the wall - OOOHHHWEE!
Oh, baby you know whatchu doin - OOOHHHWEE!
No Limit got the steps bouncin and movin - OOOHHHWEE!
[Master P]
I know a big girl, with a ironed skirt
Give her couple dollars, she'll make it work
I mean holla at me whoadie, you know our crew large
Our fantasy's to have sex wit two broads
On a boat or a plane or exotic cars
Bring it to the next girl, bring the toys
On the dash, little shawty started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it don't stop, keep drinkin the Cris'"
I'ma perky boy this, like to do the ass
See a fine chick, you know I'm gon' grab her
Nelly Nay girl where you at?
This No Limit boy tryin to do that thang
I said "Rock the boat, don't let it sank"
It's time to go to war, I got the tank
[Chorus One]
[Master P] Say that then
[Weebie]
I could work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, back it up
You know Weebie and Master P, we gon' tank it up, tank it up
Turn around to the ground, you know how it goes
Catch the flow, tippie-toe, come and wobble some mo'
Like you know how I do it so don't act surprised
For a fact gotchu dancin 'til you hurtin your thighs
Now won'tcha tune it up and wobble wit it
Act a fool and wobble wit it
Won'tcha make it hustle, ooh baby don't pull a muscle
Gotcha workin on the wall 'til you run outta breath
No Limit like I told ya so y'all give us respect
Now you could shake it like a dog, break my fuckin balls
Do it how ya do it, lemme see ya take it off
[Chorus One]
[Chorus Two: Weebie]
Now won'tcha rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on
Rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock
Now won'tcha turn around and hustle wit it
Back it up and hustle wit it, test around and hustle wit it
Ooh baby ooh baby
[Master P]
Mary had a big ol' butt as tight as Jesus shorts
And every club that Mary was at then thugs would show the gold
That mean she had the bo-legged wit the curves just like a model
Project chick but pretty just like a model
When I'm rollin through the hood she on dubs
Don't mind gettin in and shakin her thang in the club
I mean, beat bopper she loved the tote shoppers
Call her head nurse then I'ma be the doctor
A real country mamma cook bricks and eggs
And she don't leave the farm herself to get paid
Candice on twaps cause she love the ball
Thought she had the nizzle on the dresses at the mall
Buyin, high heels on some leather boots
And lookin for them ballers wit the crazy loot, WHAT?!
[Chorus One]
[Chorus Two]
[Master P over Chorus Two]
Where them No Limit boys at? Throw them 'bows
Them No Limit girls, get money and what?
Told y'all clowns ain't no stoppin us
Putcha "Gameface" on when ya catchin us
[Master P (Weebie)]
East side (OOOHHHWEE!), Mid West (OOOHHHWEE!)
West coast (OOOHHHWEE!), Dirty South (OOOHHHWEE!)
The ghetto clique (OOOHHHWEE!), No Limit! (OOOHHHWEE!)
Haters off, can't stop us, can't stop me (OOOHHHWEE!)
Y'all, know, where we be (OOOHHHWEE!)
Somebody tell valet to bring my Bentley
I'm about to kite wit a couple these poppers y'heard?
The party's not over, OOOHHH-WEE-WEE!
[Verse 1: Truth Hurts]
He breaks, me down, he builds, me up
He fills, my cup, I like, it rough
We fuss, we brawl, we rise, we fall
He comes, in late, but it's, ok
He do, I do, he knows, the rules
He takes care of home, though he's not alone
I'm on, his knee, he keeps, me clean
And gives, me things, he makes, me scream
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
He's so contagious, returns my pages
He's got me anxious, he's what I waited for
He keeps me guessin, spontaneous
He's so persuasive, and I'm his lady
[Verse 2: Truth Hurts]
Oh! Tonight he's waitin, and I ain't complainin
I'm entertainin, my number one fan
My back is achin, from our love makin
Oh yes I'm takin, ain't no use in fakin
My ups, my downs, my high and my lows
From head to toe, he makes me glow
He hits the spot, he makes me hot
I'm all that he's got, and he's all that I got
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
He's so contagious, he turns my pages
He's got me anxious, he's what I waited for
He keeps me guessin, spontaneous
He's so persuasive, and I'm his lady
[Verse 3: Rakim]
Thinkin of a masterplan, you know anything you need baby ask your man
You was there from a half a grand
Now it's kelos to c notes and how fast your grands
We ball like we own the world, your only concern is you my only girl
And when we speakin in tongues
Breathin hard when I'm squeezin your lungs
Keep it strong, but I gotta hit the streets when I'm done
It's joy and pain, when you try to get ahead of the game
It's fucked up but you never complain
You just pray I don't get killed when I hit the hood
Just another hundred mill and I'm a quit for good
No more drug wars trips to jail and shootouts
Gettin loot out for lawyers and bail will get you boot out
Just me and you high off sex I'm twisted
You OG'd and you OD addicted
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
He's so contagious, he turns my pages
He's got me anxious, he's what I waited for
He keeps me guessin, spontaneous
He's so persuasive, and I'm his lady
He's so contagious, he turns my pages
He's got me anxious, he's what I waited for
He keeps me guessin, spontaneous
He's so persuasive, and I'm his lady
O yeah
Tell ya a story about a country girl
Oh Yeah
[Verse 1]
She was a country girl from Cleveland, Texas
In a big city and she liked my necklace (Bling Bling)
So we started talking, while we took a ride
In thee big pick-up truck and my hat was to the side (Oh yea)
She was a country girl, from the class of ’96 (’96)
A big booty with some big ole country tits
A country name with some country attitude
Say yes Mam, but at times she’s kinda rude
A daddy’s girl, so I had to watch my ass
Sixteen, Mr. Hill would whoop my ass
He can’t kick it, I’m a city kid
Imagine what would happen if he knew what we did (we did)
Oh yea
[Chorus: DF Dub]
I fell in love with a country girl
A city kid in a different world [Repeat 4x]
[Verse 2]
She liked country living and acoustic guitars
And Kenny Chesney in country bars
And Cadillacs and I couldn’t relate
I’m just a concrete kid on a country date
And her dad hated me, I knew it
Didn’t like my tattoos, pierced ears and black music
We still chill cow tipping and tripping
With that brushed papa shirt lift back cuz she was tipping (Oh yea)
She was a country girl home cookin’ and grubbin’ (Hmm)
Ain’t used to my style big limos and clubbin’ (We be clubbin’)
A city kid and I’m doing my thang
I like an ole country girl and this is how I sang
Yee-hoo, What, What
[Chorus: DF Dub]
I fell in love with a country girl
A city kid in a different world [Repeat 4x]
Oh yea
[Verse 3]
A country girl cut off jeans and lollipops
Tequila shots, tube tops and liquor stops
A country girl with them country ways
Livin’ big city nights but them country days (Ugh)
A country girl don’t understand thuggin’ (What)
A country girl tractors and beer chuggin’
A country girl pigtails and care free
No direct dish, just Channel 3 (Oh, wait a minute)
This the only channel you have?
What?
Oh yea!
[Chorus: DF Dub]
I fell in love with a country girl
A city kid in a different world [Repeat 4x]
Oh yea
Country Girls
thruth hurts df dub d f dub i fell in love with a country girl persuasive rnb r 'n b r&b
rhythm and blues hip hop hipp hopp rap
![[TO TOP AND INDEX]](http://weach.com/images/back_top.gif){kind=small}
