Verse One: E-Swift
I stop by the club, cuz it ain`t shit else to do it
I`m on the guestlist, it`s E-Swift plus two
Stepped to the bar, cuz, it`s a bad habit
Open mic night, so, the Liks gots to grab it
Check the mic, it sounds tight so
I guess we might rock the motherfucker all night yo
The niggaz went wild, the hoes went crazy
We dropped the microphone than we Swayze
Verse Two: J-Ro
Oooh don`t I sound great when I down a black eighth
My style is much hotter than the enchilada plate
My name is James but the girls call me God when I`m humpin
I should get a gold medal for broad jumpin
Rappers, talkin bout, back to the old school
You never shoulda left in the first place fool
Now everybody wants to be a prophet
But I won`t quit rhymin bout my dick so get off it
You put a rhyme together but I only dismantle it
So gimme a high-five cause you juts can`t handle it
If rap was a swimming pool I`d climb to the top
Plus a triple-back, hand me the mic and watch the belly flop
Dagnabit, I got a bad habit
It don`t matter where I`m at I seen a booty and I grab it
So niggaz step back before you get lit
I`m a grown motherfuckin man and you can`t tell me shit
Chorus: repeat 2X
You can`t tell me shit, you can`t tell me a hot damn thing
You can`t tell me shit, you can`t tell me shit
Verse Three: J-Ro
I rock you like Lenny Kravitz, or Nirvana
I`m puttin suckers on pause like a comma
I never ape crazy act but I got the yapes a superhero
from the ghetto puttin creases in my capes
(Up up up and away, J-Ro!!)
I got more hoes than a canyon got echoes
I`m rougher than Bluto, tougher than a callous
My number one fo
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