before you know She's the alarm bell ringing And she's your latest fix The fat lady singing The truth and that's some trick Oh, she's your china doll
ask your man, I'm part of master plan Only b-boys and b-girls, they understand Whatever you say now, ya wish is my command Name it, I'll be the footwork to your
everyday And how we use to dumb out in everyway Brought a smile to my face on my hardest of days and praying that your mother and your father can raise Your
Release date: 30. September 2002 Album: Happy Fool BYE BYE OOH BABY DO YOU FEEL LIKE YOU'VE GOT AWAY WITH YOUR LATEST TRICK WELL I'VE FOUND YOU OUT
with pearls these trick niggas fucked up, they done gave 'em the World Hey Shorty, why you like me? huh? you like the way I spit? oh, I hit your girlfriend
these trick niggas fucked up, they done gave 'em the World Hey Shorty, why you like me? huh? you like the way I spit? oh, I hit your girlfriend, she
right for all the wrong reasons and you use all the tricks of the trade From the tip of your toes to the tip of your tongue you've carefully planned your
your head to my bass like a basehead There'll be bloodshed, enemies shot Those who beef get sliced into pork chops Until your fork stops stabbing my rhymes From the latest
love gettin' your ass ripped Come around here actin' hardcore You never did dirt, you gonna get yourself hurt Pull up your pink skirt Your pink panties'll get your
you really wanna take it there Best in the world if you ain't remained aware Latest gear, love nope, hate it, yeah You and your scared style'll get
slow riddim Jay-z have a move rough Dem buss di M-16 Some man a drive out pon dung Dem have di latest thing Machine fit inna dem jeans A show off girls
your fat ass booty and your purty ass weave! (Beautiful ladies) Yea, now I ain't tricking but I got a couple tricks under my sleeves (Ladies) Yea now clap your
together, and uh our time apart is our time apart so love Jay with your mind girl and not your heart and some day I slow down, but for now I get around like the late
and knowin Girlies be droolin About you and Not about to about face Can't leave your place Got your whole neighborhood lost in space You destroyed your community Killed your
shit) "that the earth, can absorb water, hai! Hai!" (uhh) [Verse One: Ghostface Killah] What the fuck I got the moonshine, word to God let's get it on Clap your
boy Dash, Hoffa, Young Guru What's really good? Holla at your boy I might have this shit on lock man Kanye, Harlem, Chicago, Columbus, Holla Chicago, you have your
a worth in greater market So I can shoot up your chest like them little paper targets I donate sluts, never pitch in to pay tricks How'd you get your