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check this shit which I have concocted Then you can jock it [Bridge:] "Who's it on, who's it on, who's it-on? [Repeat]" Verse Two: Del the Funky Homosapien Yeah, it's
it’s not a failure ‘Cuz there’s one thing she is not To score a ten would be just fine But I’d rather be dressed to the nines It’s a truth you can’t
right to rip shit every nite Precisely, niggas be nicely doin' it right Holy mackerel, nuthin' less than actual factual Stay reppin' even when we conversate casual Read it
on my floor ain't swine Now back it up Stack it up And hit me one more time It might be your phone call But check it, it's my dime And I know
that'll peel you back like new hundreds bet your jewels on it you don't want to lose on it either move on or move on it Verse 2: Queens to Kingston
made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official
homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old
Leavin daddy's little girl pretty linen bloody red What's said in the book of dead is now all forgotten My soul's rotten, still the blood's spilled I
ll peel you back like new hundreds Bet your jewels on it, you don't want to lose on it Either move on or move on it [Damian Marley] Queens to Kingston
, persona's that of a non-needer Because I don't need nada except for Prada beaver For cold winters, tattoos got my summer's sleeveless To my G's on
designer jeans No redwood hot tub to my name I got all that I want and if it's all the same to you I don't need a course in self-awareness To find out who
tonight Gotta get you home Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks In the six drop boo and it don't stop See
One:] Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks In the six drop boo and it don't stop See money lookin alright,
