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| Beatnuts Miscellaneous I Love It (Female voice sings throughout song) I love it (Ha, I know ya do) I love it (I know ya do) I love it (Psycho Les) You need to save all your bullshit threats and drama For the news guy Niggas need to act their age And not their shoe size (JuJu) Spittin' it raw Spittin' til you slip on the floor I make you girl not want you no more You want war? (Psycho Les) Step to your label make 'em dish out all the cash in the place before I hafta punch somebody's ass in the face (JuJu) Yo, yo, the ugliest thug never runnin' out of money in clubs Got the crib with the African rugs (Psycho Les) Baggin' hoes by the carload They call me Mr. Charmo Break into their crib and disconnect the Star Alarm-o (JuJu) Yo, big fish eat little fish, you little bitch You ticklish, I push niggas up like licorice (Psycho Les) You wanna be a big baller, but you travelin' Talk about battlin', nigga stop babblin' (JuJu) Yo, when the first body touches the ground Alot of blood gushes around, my silencer crushes the sound Jigged out patch your glazy suits, pimpin' hoes in daisy dukes Beatnuts flip the most amazing loot I love it (Psycho Les) What you love, losin' with a push and a shove Who you think lent OJ the glove? I love it (JuJu) When we bang hardcore Make you slam on the hard floor And do a backspin on the cardboard I love it (Psycho Les) Show me your love Jump from 20 stories above so I can write my name in your blood I love it (JuJu) Why? Cause we own cribs, own whips and chrome rims Bone skins with silicone tits I love it (I know ya do, I know ya do)(Repeat 4x) (Psycho Les) You gettin' fidgety Thinkin' of ways of gettin' rid of me I scream on bitches like you You ain't shit to me I'll punch you while you talk on the phone Walkin' alone Park, even wait for you in front of your home You should stop it You can't even rhyme Seen you front like a million times Plus your knuckles ain't fuckin' with mine Can't live without crossing the line Busted my nine so money if you want it just follow the sign (JuJu) Huh, it's the beat programmer Flip a beat I'll flippin' beat ya sweet old gramma (Psycho Les) I'm in it 400% Anybody gettin' it bent Get hit with a block of cement (JuJu) Yo I stay high like a stewardess Fuckin' with this, it's ludicrous I just boned your bitch Now she makin' me tuna fish (Psycho Les) I whistle you a rhyme offbeat Try to listen everytime I speak Bite my meat (JuJu) Oh, that was you? Pickin' up the gold lobster I thought you one for droppin' and poppin' the most caca (Psycho Les) Yo I spit it with the deli in ten I don't really care who it offend None of you niggas is payin' my rent (JuJu) Yo I hope you talk and lots of green If not, why you stoppin' me? Pullin' my arm, like a slot machine (Psycho Les) Yo take the money and run Ju stay on some cowboy shit Give me some whiskey and a fuckin' gun I love it (I know ya do, I know ya do) (Repeat 4x) |
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