with the rims on Getting head from a bad redbone bitch That don't mind switching Like to fuck with her timbs on [Chorus] [Drag-On] On my block there
If you need some back-up find Jerome, ya girl gonna give you grief at home Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin on [Hook
There's a down town fairy singing out, "Proud Mary" As she cruises Christopher Street And some Southern Queen is acting loud and mean Where the docks
and I smash this song Twizzy [Verse 6 - Nicki Minaj] I'm in that cotton pink Bent', Puttin' mass on the guts, White on white whips, Kunta Kinte on the
smoke'n that bullshit Look like u on that bullshit(U on that bullshit)bullshit Stop rap'n that bullshit Stop talk'n that bullshit Stop smoke'n that bullshit U on
blazer, which I got imported, Yeah I like that whip, Cos I'm on them grams only reason why I ain't dropped that forty, All chicks see my on the street
wit the stoke I'm on deck (i'm on deck) [x4] We count stacks over here Two week talk, AK 47 for real wit the stoke I'm on deck (i'm on deck) [x4] We
the wall Dance, come on Dance, come on Dance, come on Notorious K.I.M. J.M., come on [Incomprehensible], come on B.I.G. come on, forever come on Come on Come on
slow linkin now he jus got flat, Flat line laid on his bac flat half time, In da crib playin ea sprots, Stay in da streets till da da see they corps, (
my peoples in the streets, Swizz Beats And this thing right here Ruff Ryders Will get your ass off your feet, remix, c'mon They call me, 'Drag On' when
Ugh (Come on, uh) Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Yo, yo (Uh, uh, uh) Let's talk about who I am Blond bee,
Ballgame...) Off in the distance, the game's dragging on There's strikes on the batter, some runners are on I don't know the inning, I've forgotten the score The whole team
fifth to his head Shit that he spread, shit that he said If he relies on the streets gon? leave your ass dead Ayyo, if you schemin', I hope your team
in Long Island Twelve strong bitches that's real, who not scared of housing Yes, throw on them raccoon, chinchilla feathers Let it drag on my boots, the
you need some back-up find Jerome Ya girl gonna give you grief at home Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin' on Do you really
?" Because they sick of all this drag queen shit Your wife's missin', I'm the nigga she was last seen wit Me an' Ron hit it up on some tag team shit
the world revolve around cream On the streets you was a king with one team Now you're in a cell praying to the unseen Drag queen - murderous thugs and
Shit I craft, is harder than Chinese math Plus I lay you down for standing on Dangerous Ground [Chorus: Keith Murray, 50 Grand (with variations)] Aiyyo you're standing on
