Guy

Guy - We're Comin' lyrics

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Y'all thought we was jokin'  huh?
 Beat is bomp
 That's right  yeah
 That beat is bomp  bomp bomp
 Bomp bomp  yeah  uh huh
 It's the G  yo
 Uh huh  uh

 [Brett]
 Aye yo  everybody
 Can I have your attention
 I got something to say
 Y'all lame ass small change cats
 Hunt's y'all like prey
 Bring it to ya raw  no cut  flow nuts like cashews
 And yo' comments  keep 'em to yourself
 Nobody asked you
 If I had to I'd throw something hot at you
 That'll leave you cold
 C'mon dog, that ain't platinum
 You dipped it in white gold
 Come between anything I love
 Surely you stop breathin'
 And y'all thought Guy was out the game
 But sorry, you're not leavin'
 You won't believe me until you see my name
 In a star, carved in pavement
 Y'all think this hard, well wait 'till I go up in the basement
 I'mma tell you this once, fuck saying it twice
 I inhale cold, exhale blowin', turn it to ice
 Your time short, honestly I'm tired of hearing y'all frontin'
 Guy-2K featuring Brett watch out, we're comin'

 [Teddy] Yeah yeah yeah, uh huh

 1 - [Guy]
 We got it locked
 And we got the beats that'll rock, you're not
 You better be careful not to blow your spot
 And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot
 Cuz we comin'

 We're from the streets, from the heart of the woods
 Straight to the beach, talk shit
 Nigga better watch your speech
 Or get yo' ass blown straight off your feet
 Cuz we're comin'

 We're comin'
 Competition is not, all you wanna-be cats get to runnin'
 Nigga I'm slick wit it pouring shit hot one drop
 And blow your spot
 Do you think you can beat me
 You counterfeit, and you can't handle the way
 Now you wanna drop a remix, it's a little too late
 Try'na cop my style, it won't work, stupid nigga
 Put down the mic before you get your shit bent up

 Repeat 1

 We're back on top, you better run for cover
 Cuz we can't be stopped
 Keep poppin' shit money, it just might get dropped
 Cuz you didn't know we got that shit on lock
 Keep on, nigga we comin'

 So don't think shit sweet
 I'm bout to drop another million by the end of the week
 Ya can't stop it, might as well run and cop it
 You bitch ass niggas can't flock it, we...

 Repeat 1

 [Teddy]
 It was y'all who thought this shit was a joke
 I wasn't lying
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Copyrights:

Author: Eric Williams, Teddy Riley, Wesley Hogges

Composer: ?

Publisher: MCA Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 2000

Language: English

Appearing on: III (2000)

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