Romeo Must Die (film) Soundtrack

Romeo Must Die (film) Soundtrack - Come On lyrics

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Yo, with the body of a goddess
 Make no mistake about
 Never was a good cook
 So plenty cats ate out
 Catch me at a steakhouse
 Cats be on a stake out
 Wanna hear what I drop
 Cop when the tape out
 Hit the Av with my dudes
 Break out and shake out
 I'm rude I'll eat your food
 Chicks fuck for take out
 It's the B to the L to the A-D-E
 Got stacks, spinnin' like vinyl when the crates out
 Let's see sexy, plus mami got dough
 I get your shit wired like Donnie Brasco
 Got a mic and a host rockin' cowboy hats
 With them wild boys cats, tote loud noise cats
 Sex niggas with a gun in my weave
 Gold digga, trust no nigga, one in my sleeve
 From the B-E-D-S-T-U-Y I put it down for my bitch
 Let's see you try, come on

 1 - Number one rap, fun stack
 Got that rock that
 Get guns cock back
 Been there done that
 One check two check
 Three check four
 Hot shit, new shit
 You check four

 I keep blinks in the safe
 Rock minks to the waist
 Exquisite crocks and lizards for the spots I visit
 Throwing drinks in his face
 Only blink when it's safe
 Cats handing me more A-V-L me Manny and Mo
 Ain't no stoppin' the 44 cockin'
 Hey y'all it's the Blade y'all, no flow rockin'
 Like my shit hell no mo' poppin'
 For dolo, from Soho to Rod-eo shoppin'
 Back to the block a hot watch and suits
 New shit, gold I'm throwin' rocks on the tooth
 You see me when I ball and it's not with hoops
 And while you shop for boots I shop for coupes
 Gas cats like Exxon with the Lex on
 Not a lot salute I'm too hot for Duke
 Plus proper too, I'm unstoppable
 So fuck with me, that's what not to do, come on

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 Now where my S to the T to the U-Y niggas
 Screamin' f' the D's true you my niggas
 Lowkey, OG, Old E sippers
 OT, no sleep, hold heat niggas
 Sippin' booze till they spittin' news
 Ain't shit to do
 Whips I pick and choose
 Head whips pickin' in twos
 If it's Blade you runnin' with
 Get your kicks and shoes
 Number one till I die
 Come on ain't shit to lose
 If you play dummy you die
 Now you wondering why?
 Cause I'm from the Stuy like that shit under your eye
 I do it up, bad bitch suited up
 Boot it up, suit it up
 For loot we shoot 'em up
 Truly scar y'all with two revolvers
 Keep my hair and nails done
 Fresh out the beauty parlor
 B-E-D-S-T-U-Y I put it down for my niggas
 Let's see you try

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Language: English

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