(feat. Bubba Sparxxx)
[Intro Ms. Jade]
Uh, Ms. Jade, yeah
It's like that old "back in the day" house party
Dance contest shit right here
[Verse 1 Ms. Jade]
They got me, watcin' my back, looking over my shoulder
I'm the best part of wakin' up, like a cup of Folgers
I'm the oldest and the youngest at the same time
Assitent to the beat, like we both got the same mind
I got the feelin' for the flava of the figgas
Ya'll dont know what ya'll done triggered
Squad'll ride and turn big whipper, they love me
From block niggas that shot cracks, college boys
Them niggas with dreads and knapsacks
I spit greasy like an S curl
I don't just get 'em naucious
I make them muthafuckas hurl
Step it up, next level once I get involved
Back flip, kick, then I spit like I'm Lara Croft
The game is off, I made every shot, from every block
Hydro to the ready rock, I semi pop like I got beef wit ya
Dem things gonna get cha, better bring ya peeps wit ya
[Chorus Bubba (Ms. Jade)]
Is you a problem for them faggot boys (Damn right)
Would you finish off this bottle wit me (Damn right)
Could you lose it all to get some more (Damn right)
Do you eat, sleep and shit Philly (Damn right)
[2x]
[Verse 2 Ms. Jade]
Since I was suckin' on bottles, and playin' wit my rattles
Cocky wit the flow, plus I'm itchin' for a battle
Grab you and choke you up, toss you in the corner
Flows make you drown when you sinkin' in the water
Callin' for the coroner, funeral in Florida
Ya'll don't wanna deal with this broad, nigga i'm warnin' ya
Hot like Timmy, push ya buttons like I'm Jimmy
Peep shit, street shit, Broady game in me
It's a gimmick, fuck the house, I'll take it to the limit
Turn ugly like a gremlin, if you messin' wit my spinach
Smoke green in them Bonaville seats, lean
Ms. Jade, need an army to beat me
I gotta stuff you, one time you'll get it
A little talent b(M. Crenshaw)
Girls girls girls
When I'm walking downtown on a summer's day, yeah
Girls girls girls
All my troubles seem 10 thousand miles away
I fall in love from my head to my feet
When I'm watchin' all those girls walkin' down the street
The feelin' goes to my head like red wine
You know I feel fine 'cause all I ever have in mind is
Girls girls girls
And anytime I turn on my TV
Girls girls girls
Are all that I really care to see yeah yeah yeah
You know I don't want to be impolite
But I need someone to hold beside me tonight
And make the feeling come on like red wine
You know I feel fine
You girls are driving me wild (yeah)
And I said wild (yeah)
Oh girls girls girls