(feat. Malik B) [Chorus A] 4X This is a game I'm your specimen You've got to let me know baby So I can go, I'd have to fake it I could not make it You
go yo [Lil' Kim](Will) Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (Bringing it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (I
find if you scared} [X2] Cut with curls in my hair got my L`s in tha air Wiastin drank everywhere cuz I cuz I don`t care With my niggas out that lava
But I don't know why I mention And if I don't pay no attention, I'm cool (Real niggas do real things) (Real niggas do real things) Sure as my chronic
is amaze me 'Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream And make it big b-b-big b-b-baby So maybe the eighties made me crazy I've been tryin'
my time I had to roll with the punches and keep my ducks in a line I keep my mind on my money, I keep my mind on my paper I keep a glock inside my pocket
gotta stress [ja rule] stress [fat joe] stress [both] oooo weeee [ja rule] yes i kno you love L-O-K-I [fat joe] and C-O-C-A-B-A-B-Y [ja rule
of time what i am is what i am if you dont like what i am i dont give a damn black pecker's my title, john king is my idol im havin thoughts thats suicidal
I rock telephones with the TV screens So I can have real phone sex, know what I mean? Here come da butta, baby I bring it smooth and hot Here come da butta, baby
Recently I approach, the microphone, cause I aint no joke Recently I approach, the microphone, because I aint no joke Recently, recently, recently, recently
at war, I say dem boys at war I say dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war I say dem boys at war I say dem, boys at war I sat dem niggas from downtown
change my clothes, but i can reach in my pocket pull out a bankroll a ballah baby i dont love these hoes i hustle monday through sunday my shop neva
Lay it on me King Cowboy baby, you know my credits Don't ask if it's true, "Fuck it", I said it Regret it? Never, pimpin'? Forever Pull more hoes than
low,i'd kill fo another chance 2 see him once again,I'm sorry for the way i was n how i must have been, 'cause i was bad i was nothin but a troble kid
hotter then lava, the medium, medium meetin 'em tedium B.B. The Kid sire, Allah the king administer candles, kiss the ring Dig in the brain and find the
ABOUT THATS WHAT I DO,YOU KNOW I MAKE SURE EVERYBODY EAT, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN,IF YOU IN MY CAMP YOU EATIN, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN REGAURDLESS THATS JUST HOW I AM MY
crushes, bust ass and smash records I live it how I talk it, I bring it how I feel it This my spot 'cause I done marked it I show the teeth between waitin