Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, "What did you do with him today?" And sniff me out like I was Tanqueray 'Cause you're my fella, my guy Hand me your Stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You tear me down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you, I was trouble You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex boy He's in a place but I can't get joy Thinking on you in the final throes This is when my buzzer goes Run out to meet you, chips and pitta You say "When we're married" cause you're not bitter "There'll be none of him no more," I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain We're like how we were again I'm in the tub, you on the seat Lick your lips as I soak my feet Then you notice the c-carpet burn My stomach drops and my guts churn You shrug and it's the worst Who truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good
I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble Yeah, you know that I'm no good
[Intro/Chorus] "Together baby.. together baby" "Baby just you and me (just you and me) whoahhh"
Yo, yo Aiyyo it's Tone, crispy like a pair of headphones Used to play the 280 party rec rooms Now I play the big spots all in the city Spread champagne, scopin out bitties Pick one, thick one son with small titties It really doesn't matter as long as she's pretty Come here mami, dancin right beside me Tommy Hilfiger cut, skin like Halle She looked like she get it from her momma (momma) That's right Michelle, I'm Obama (bama) Or maybe she get it from Madonna (donna) (Material Girl) I still don ya (don ya) Je-wels is for the girl if she do well Knew she was dangerous, she rode me up too well Her jelly roll shakin like she into the well She wanna put my name on her new nails
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Yo, yo Aiyyo I roll on bitches, like a skateboard Got a few friends that give they cake to whores Me that's a no-no, Starks take control of a chick Then I go deep like Tony Romo Kick 'em right out and the day starts over Where I don't stop drinkin and I can't stand sober In the morning when I wake up I get up just to ill TD Bank is what I do with the mills Bracelets, Cuban neck is on chill
Polar bear ice, I stay dressed to kill I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill Hittin the haze, now I'm on stilts I'm too high, stuggle like Precious (Precious) Love doctor niggaz get the message When it comes to baggin a chick, don't be impressive I get girls, y'all fellas is desperate
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Yeah Yeah, yo Yo son tap that girl, excuse me miss You gangster~! Far from a bougie chick Love the way you talk, your jeans fit nice Still a lil' hood in you, you just my type Go 'head swallow that new roll, no disrespect You front on me tonight I'ma bag me a new hoe Spank that ass like a real papichulo Picture me Neutron I sit you right on your culo
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[Ghostface over Chorus] That's right sexy lady Come and have a seat baby Come get a taste of this Patron and Nuvo This that Jimmy Neutron baby Your lipstick lookin all good put your lips on this baby Come sip on this, aight? Check it out, let's go
[Ghostface Killah] Where's my horse? {shouts} de Andre! {makes horse sounds} Andre?
Yo!
Throw me in a mosh pit I'm liable to start shit Melt the place then break out like an arsonist Classified to get it in for a classic killing If I turn my back and walk that means I'm chilling Got bitches in mi casa boiling fresh lobsters But I don't do the shellfish I'm a just eat pasta Turkey italian sausage chopped up kielbasa Doing hits from home like an elite mobster Love my onions diced up real little, wifed up! Gotti trench men is real brittle Poke your nose {Poconos} is where I go with the capos 11 Sammy the Bulls, ready to wack those I'm half black yo, half oregano That's half italian yo, who he? I'm from that Island yo, Staten Crushing niggas like aspirins Commissioner Kelly I'll kill your captian That's word to my bitch that's laid off That little patch in the pussy, word! I ate it off! Team move with hands in the air like Adolf Handing me a big joint that I sprayed off! Raa3fffff
La Costra Nostra La Familia, what! Violate my family ties and I'm a kill y'all Mi amor dame un beso "D" Capitan ghettio hot sauce on my Speghetti-O's Papi Wardrobe mexican handle with ho's
All my gutter gang crew got border patrol Like Zorro when I come through black sombrero, what! 2 in the holster my code name Darryl Ride off in the sunset starved in the barrel Long boots on my horse named White Boy John Rock the side of that bitch straight mexican song Ass hanging off the brunt don't ever look at me wrong And my heart beats strong like Julio on guzziii Up in the Arizona desert where the shit get ugly All my Staten Island riders ride or die honchos Get cream all day leave our ponchos We bull fighting niggas wrestle with broncos And my team stay tight like Silver & Tonto Carry a long whip yo I'll whip your ass Hard head mexican dope mixed with hash Machete behind door where the rip and the slash Desperado kids me and Ghost back at last
Toma, Toma, Mericon! Papi Wardrobe, Papi Wardrobe, bring it to them!
[Trife] Cinco De Mayo imported guns from Cairo Got back with the toast and beat the charge like rhino This bitch who's albino I met her out in Chi-Town while I was out in Greek town ordering Gyros The Bad bitch keep the tool in her bible Quick to murder her rivals and her pops was a gangsta Disciple He Killed about a thousand Vice Lords guns and knife wars The feds came for him so he slid to the 9th ward Down in the N.O. And right before he left he wrote his daughter a memo left stacks in a Benz-o It got hot niggas selling giving out the info He paranoid every 20 seconds out the window Blow it into limbo he spazzed on Lorenzo He smashed him in the head with his own son's Nintendo About a week later the boys came and rushed him Kicked down his door while he was sleep they cuffed him
[Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yeah Yeah I cheat and I fuck other bitches Y'all just lame sucker-for-love ass niggaz Su.F.L.A.N! Go ahead and spell it out I gets my love game on without a doubt My girl know I'm live (yeah) point blank period Handcuffin them hoes y'all can't be serious You ain't cut from the right cloth, fuck your rag One word in your bitch ear, she all in the bag Give a fuck if that's your broad, she shouldn't be out We in the club lookin to put somethin fat in her mouth Easy! Hold on, I see a fox comin Between now and a few hours I'll be up in her stomach And I ain't even gotta be dipped I pull out my pocket too Sloppy Joe, mixed this thick You ever try foldin a brick? Tryin to shove hundred dollar bills in your jeans and half of it rip? We them Staten Island boys, intelligent thugs 9 out of 10 times yeah we lookin to fuck And y'all already word know what it is On some Teena Marie shit, nucca, I'm talkin square biz What?
[Chorus: Ghostface] Y'all need to stop handcuffin them hoes Comin in the club handcuffin them hoes You don't even know 'em handcuffin them hoes Cuffin them hoes, cuffin them hoes
[Jim Jones - talking over Chorus at first] Whassup Ghost? Westhaven Sucker! I hear you Ghost Jones!
F.EM.L, Fuck 'em and we leave 'em (I'm gone)
P-I-M-P, treat 'em like we great 'em (ya hear that?) Shit, treat 'em like we don't need 'em Cause after we fuck 'em out the phone we delete 'em (doop doop) Leave 'em for them suckers, let them other niggaz keep 'em (you can have her) They keep 'em to the point that we don't see 'em (where'd she go?) Shit, but the bitches need freedom They wanna come outside and start freakin (AOW!) Jumpin on dick like they leapin (watch it) it's Leap Year [laughin] She disappearin for the weekend (where she went?!) So hell yeah she starts creepin You had her locked up like she was livin in precinct (prisoner!) She want a gangster, nigga youse a weakling She wanna ride fast in the cars while we chiefin (vroom vroom) Just cause you was cuffin the hoe I had fucked her one time now I'm duckin this hoe Please in your mind, never drop a dime but Damn, ain't that some shit? And I just wanted to have a good time Now I got a hoe on my line, buggin! Slow down
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[Jim Jones - over Chorus] Stop cuffin these hoes Stop cuffin these hoes
[Chorus]
[Jim Jones - over Chorus] Stop cuffin these hoes Stop cuffin these hoes Let her go!