f/ Lil Dap, Miz Marvel Intro: Jeru The Damaja Yes yes Check it out right here now, knowhatimean? Henryville, the muthafuckin bitchez wit dikz That
You wanna front WHAT??Jump up and get bucked The original, Dirty Rotten's fuckin shit up Empty your clip of lyrics, in your chest and gut All punks
lonely Willin to go and stick anything that let's em stick 'em 'cause thru all that bullshit, he's lookin for anotha victim Chorus 2X: Jeru The Damaja
a hundred percent true, word to bill clintons mother sexy and brown i met her downtown i said hey lady your (wicked, lickin')body drives the average nigga crazy im jeru
that I am But wanna get funny, we can get bummy Take you to the East and back again money Filthy purified trick, step past your sister Challenge the Damaja
I'm not talking about the queens But the bitches Not the sisters, the bitches Not the young ladies, the bitches The bitches, the bitches Now a queen'
Ah check it out, check it out yo Ah check it out, check it out yo Ah check it out, check it out yo Ah check it out, check it out yo Here's the remedy
I heard some MC's wanna bring it But a female is one of their strongest men When I step to you, don't seek refuge Make it happen, fuck the rappin' Because
Police all on my dick like I shot somebody 'Cause of these big ass lips and I rock my locks knotty Life is getting hectic, Tupac got shot in the nuts
What niggas deal, they last 24 I did in the first Before the doctor cleaned off the afterbirth I kicked a verse, smoked a blunt, shooked the Earth
Yo Afu (Yo whassup?) Yo yo, c'mere c'mere Yo let's freak that rhyme we was freakin' the other night (Yo, I'm wit it yo just set it off) I'm sayin' though
I got a freaky freaky freak, give you a freak you turns em out I put them hoes in a row and turn out Queens no doubt Don't need a vest, but flow freely
Party people in the place to be From the same man who brought you Da Bichez Da Bichez, Da Bichez, Da Bichez We were misunderstood last time we brought
*Premier cuts and scratches Jeru saying "My Mind Spray" for four bars* I annihilate, as I articulate Words of power, your ryhmes are unconfounding so
One day One day about six 'o clock I'm woke up By the sound of my buzzer and a car or a truck Screechin' off, so I jump up, scratch my nuts But when
all my young brothers and sisters Hold ya head, things ain't always what they seem I'm about to give you a dose of reality Real deal {Jeru The Damaja
You wanna front what? Jump up and get bucked If you're feeling lucky duck then press your luck I snatch fake gangsta MC's and make 'em fagot flambes Your
Well Prophet, it seems like you're in a bit of a jam I hope you can unstick yourself Oh, and what you did to my wife It was nothing, I have others The
