Gonna Be Sumthin

Mm
Ruff Ryders

Next genertaion

I didnt see the empire

If you want Jacksons with a system thatll wake up the dead
With a truck full of birds feedin them bread
And before yall bet just noticed that （uh-huh）
I treat dice games like football
I pop ****** and dont give em a quarter back
And then Im spendin that in the store where the linen at
Same night in the club where the Cris and the women at
Yknow, twenty-three with a hell of a flow
Six with no steering wheel, I just tell it where to go, uh
Stop, make a right at the bar - to all the C.E.O.s its ten oclock
Do you know where your artists are?
Dee, Im in the club smellin like Cristal cologne
Dial Star-8-2 before you call my phone

A little boy in a grown mans world
But as a little boy I could **** a grown mans girl
And if I bust in your mother then you become my enemy
Get it? .. Enemy? Uhh
Ladies is jumpin, ****** is thumpin

Bottles is poppin, its gon be somethin

Cause I dont care if my ladies in here
And you know, I dont care if your ****** in here, uhh
Ladies is jumpin, *** *** is thumpin

Bottles is poppin, its gon be somethin

Its gon be somethin - cause I dont care if my ladies in here
Cause you know, I dont care if your ****** in here, whooooo!
Lets get **** poppin
Ladies, call me Cross cause I hit the spottin
And I, stay fresh cause they take me shoppin
We can en-joy life （uh-huh） as the cash spends
Flash Bents （uh-huh） fast Benz （whoooo!）
You and me Ma, your mans past-tense （lets go）
And Ima wait to put the baby asleep
Cause you know, Ima hit you while your baby asleep
Whooooo! To say this a creep, after I nuttin
*****, Im a pimp, I aint askin for nuttin
I mastered frontin, **** cocky, I got olympic ice
Rocks the size of olympic lights, uhh

They call me **** em down , slick em, Im quick to hit em
They call me **** em down lovely, its nothin above me
You know, a house is not a house unless theres four drive-ways
While I be in the club pourin Cris sideways
And Im standin outside to wipe out your team
And come to your funeral and pour out casket cream

Yeaaaah - I said slow down honey
Im bout to wrap you up in jewels like Egyptian mummies
Cause when I.N.C. die they puttin our face on money
Aint that funny? Yall haters move and get stoled on
You know we keep killers under the wing like roll- on
You aint never seen nothin like this before
Yall been gettin straight cook up *****, we straight raw
And if you did, you lyin to yourself for these past days
We like Big, we get more butts than ashtrays *****
Uhh..