Don't you know, don't you know
See this is worldwide baby
That it's wrong Germany, Italy, France, Japan
To take what is given
Many foreign lands
Talkin' 'bout Queens
I'm talkin' 'bout, Brooklyn
I'm talkin' 'bout, uptown
I'm talkin' 'bout, downtown
Oh y'all with this too Jerz
The girl like, strong Isle they wild
The girl like, Connecticut
Yo they get them, they need to get more
Shutouts up there, word up
To take what is given
Breaker breaker one nine, I had a rendezvous
Pop vintage wine with this dime, hot as a barbecue
She was young, too wild without a curfew
Smile I hurt you, had me groin' berserk too
I'm guaranteein' she'll be leanin' in the coupe
Fiend in' for your loot, little demon schemin' for tiffany hoops
Her right there, Dominicans is doin' her hair
The jewels and gear, it's all there, fully equipped
Body sick, she never played fair yeah
Far from classy, walk real nasty
Talk real sassy, why you frontin'? Come smash me
I can't do it baby girl, your man might blast me for
I can't die for American pie
Hypnotized cause somebody combined thighs and lies, but it's
No surprise, your pipe will rise
Don't bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
(Fan ha)
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real yeah
(Fa ha)
Pop bottles with hot models and rock throttles
I guess your motto is I'm a desperado
Leave alone, end up like caste llano
Believe me, she flap her gums like Sammy Gravano
It's easy, child barely an Italiano
But don't do it, she'll have your eight by ten on every channel
No honey can set your body on fire like
Make you wanna get higher and higher with
Put your murder game down so you can buy it for
Street dreams, you goin' hustle and retire with
Walk in the crib, filled with desire for
S L, the rims and the tires for
Third strike and all of your priors for
Gave up your whole empire for
(Fa ha)
She do it so fluid it's hard to see through it, till it's too late
You wanna time travel and re do it, but wait
You a inmate, or worse at the pearly gates
Damn, all because you and had an early date
Close your eyes, recognize, visualize
What's the real reason you really freezin' them pies?
Tan lines, strawberry oil on the thighs
Got you subconsciously contemplation suicide
Should I learned, remember how your man died?
Grabbed his iron, it was time to ride for
Multiple homicides, takin' life for
He's dead and gone, the next man's deep inside
Check one two, or I select a few
Jewels for those of you, who are still confused
She's an obstacle, hot and tropical
Fatty so rock able, that anythings possible with
No honey can set your body on fire like
Make you wanna get higher and higher with
Put your murder game down so you can buy it for
Street dreams, you goin' hustle and retire with
Walk in the crib, filled with desire for
S L, the rims and the tires for
Third strike and all of your priors for
Gave up your whole empire for
Cheese fantasies, dodgin' the D's to please
Livin' life on a flyin' trapeze to keep
Who's the one you want?
Who you wanna flaunt?
She haunted, but who's the only bird you ever want?
Why you sell drugs?
Why you a thug?
Why do fools always seem to fall in love with
More advances than technology
Every day I stack chips, whether music or flicks
All these transparent cliques full of devilish politics
Wish they could take my longevity and bottle it for
But they can't so they kill for grants
Smuggle iron in the party, pop ex for hot sex with
Love's an illusion, mental and emotional confusion
Instant gratification oozing
Exotic temptress, eyes just like a empress
Split game relentless, I had to represent miss
No honey can set your body on fire like
Make you wanna get higher and higher with
Put your murder game down so you can buy it for
Street dreams, you goin' hustle and retire with
Walk in the crib, filled with desire for
S L, the rims and the tires for
Third strike and all of your priors for
Gave up your whole empire for
(Fa ha)
No honey can set your body on fire like
Make you wanna get higher and higher with
Put your murder game down so you can buy it for
Street dreams, you goin' hustle and retire with
Walk in the crib, filled with desire for
S L, the rims and the tires for
Third strike and all of your priors for
Gave up your whole empire for
Yeah oh yeah
It's my 10th album
And you don't stop
I said this my tenth album oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And you won't stop, Knahmean?
10 baby, easy
We right baby