Come On Baby

Put your hands up Put your hands up Ladies and gentleman your now rockin' with the best Just Blaze, Put your hands up Swizzy, Put your hands up Diddy One two three here we go Microphone check one two what is this? The Yardfather coming to give niggas the business It's so beyond rap, cock sucker we live this So um, come on baby, come on, come on and witness The next ten years of this shit, the slickness is deliberate Lyrically it's as sick as it get I been in the pen, been in the jects, been in the inter taps I been in the Benz, been in the Lex, been in the M.S.X. Yes, I run ringers around the fraudulent type Come here and I'll show you that I spit on just more then a mic I make it hard for niggas to breathe, please These wicked emcees squeeze Hammers like the Pampers used to squeeze, hit the D.T. I Mike Tyson ya eye, put a permanent ring around it Then go run in the booth and sing about it Look, if I don't hurt the nigga that play with my wealth I'm like me on Entourage god, I'm playing myself, let's go Hold up, the pump will make you jump up Put ya body in the trunk (Don't you baby, don't you baby, don't ya baby) Keep goin' now New York, and all the way to Cali And the South'll make ya jump (Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby) Don't touch the boy, yup Hold up, the pump will make ya jump up Put ya body in the trunk (Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby) I'll whip ya ass from New York, and all the way to Cali And the South'll make ya jump One two three we gone! You ain't crazy, don't you play me, don't you know its Jay-Z When internet ask you who's the best, why wont you say me? Don't you hate me, c'mon baby, was it all gravy I took my lumps comin' up just like a boxer baby My first style may be if I stutter, maybe But then I slowed it down brought it from the gutter baby Matterfact, I don't give a fuck what you rate me Record labels told me, guess what the fuck that make me Super rich, stupid bitches know I'm super viscous Like standin' over a wounded man with two biscuits Lets get it clear like eucalyptus if you conflicted My flow is like the Cuban missile crisis Nigga my hand missiles is priceless, I hide a couple rare jewels in a verse For my niggas that like to listen like this Gotta let it do what it do baby Hold up, the pump will make you jump up Put ya body in the trunk (Don't you baby, don't you baby, don't ya baby) Keep goin' now New York, and all the way to Cali And the South'll make ya jump (Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby) Don't touch the boy, yup Hold up, the pump will make ya jump up Put ya body in the trunk (Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby) I'll whip ya ass from New York, and all the way to Cali And the South'll make ya jump One two three we gone! Four finger, three finger, two finger, one finger Hum dinger, gun slinger, that's what I am Trying to get some cash in my hand as fast as I can So you should, come on baby, come on, come on and fuck wit' ya man I got this rap shit down to a science Alotta niggas shit is aight but they ain't fucking with Ryan First there was some defiance, until I formed an alliance With Justin, he plugged me in, now I'm as hot as a fucking iron You lying, all the gunplay talk Knowing behind closed doors you be practicing on ya runway walk I been in the kill, been in the cap, been in the box and back I been in the 'ville, tripping the gat, trimming a boxing match And I still walk around this fucker with not a scratch And that's way more then I can say for a lot of cats My name's Saigon nigga Break bread mu'fucka' 'fore I break ya fucking head lil' sucka' Hold up, the pump will make you jump up Put ya body in the trunk (Don't you baby, don't you baby, don't ya baby) Keep goin' now New York, and all the way to Cali And the South'll make ya jump (Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby) Don't touch the boy, yup Hold up, the pump will make ya jump up Put ya body in the trunk (Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby) I'll whip ya ass from New York, and all the way to Cali And the South'll make ya jump One two three we gone!

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