J-A-D-A Lyrics

Hahah WHOOO!!! D-Block, Darkchild Missy Uh huh, yeah Uh - yeah Yo, I'm just too much, I flow too sick Elliott I be on top of the snare, all over the kick Songtexte Since a youngcat, I been one wit the drum tap The purple start pushin my lungs back Songtext Been there, done that My words stick to you like thumb tacks Lyrics Pardon me, LOX hooked up wit Rodney The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's mahogany Lyric Hating, I can't get you bastards off me Fresh like I just took the plastic off me Liedertexte Me and streets is high school sweethearts And I'm always in her so she can't divorce me Liedertext Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm like a father to this Alle Want ya go and cop your father to this I possess the whole package - the girls, the thongs Missy And there's something about me the world just loves D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' tell em my name Elliott (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop Songtexte (J-A-D-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Songtext (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock Lyrics (J-A-D-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Lyric (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop Songtexte (J-A-D-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Songtext (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock Lyrics (J-A-D-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Lyric Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit don't stop Liedertexte Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy drop Liedertext Chain's bigger than Chuck D and Flava's clock Yeah boy, Sheek kinda hot these days Alle Hold the heat when I spit, need ten ice trays D-Block what up? what's fucking wit that? Missy Got the Camp spitting heavy on this Jerkins track Glock jerk him back, either that or the mac Elliott I prefer chrome but take it if you got it in black Songtexte Thick shorty wanna hop on it I tell her not here, but we could go inside the bathroom 'Honey Songtext Let me give it to your straight, I ain't spending no money Lyrics We could drink till we pass out, make dicks and all that Lyric I'm a gangster, I bet shorty crawl back Got her job through a two way contact Liedertexte (F-A-G-E-A) Pulling it out, the guns'll pop Liedertext (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Alle (F-A-G-E-A) The club'll band, the beat will knock Missy (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Elliott (F-A-G-E-A) Pulling it out, the guns'll pop Liedertext (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Alle (F-A-G-E-A) The club'll band, the beat will knock Missy (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Elliott Hey yo it's Louchy baby, smoke screen in the Mercedes Songtexte Naw it's just weed, I'm fucking wit y'all Songtext Oil slick, it's the juice that I throw out the back Lyrics But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the clack Lyric I'm bringing it back, you don't wanna jump to this Liedertexte I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Kiss Liedertext Letting it off, nigga like we hunting to diss (J-A-D-A) Alle Hey yo Kiss ([Jada:] what up Louch?) yo take it from there Missy Raspy voice, flow of the year; It's the cue tip bars Elliott They feel good when they go in your ear Ti Gun, Peanut Punch your girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A) Songtexte (Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ain't ready We got haze in the air and we pouring the yac Songtext Bout to get up on 'Honey' cause she throwing it back Lyrics And you know I keep the hawk on my neck, so don't violate Lyric Cause I can't wait for it to go in your back, uh Liedertexte (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop Liedertext (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Alle (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock Missy (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Elliott (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop Liedertext (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Alle (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock Missy (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Elliott (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop Liedertext (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Alle (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock Missy (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Elliott (J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop Liedertext (F-A-G-E-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop Alle (J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock Missy (F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop Elliott