(feat. Royce The 5'9") 



[Pretty Ugly] 

yeah 

uh-ha, pretty ugly... royce the five-nidine 

1, 1-2 

we spit game nigga... 

we spit game nigga...I'm here now.. 



[Pretty Ugly] 

Now take a look at me 

How it fell to see me balling? 

Yea, you heard what the callin 

Pretty Ugly, that philly cat wit da chipped tooth 

That wear low shirts, guess jeans and tim boots 

I only drink 151 run passion 

No Cris I'm a thug, I don't like flashin 

I can get a bad bitch wit something a lil cheaper 

and my whole body smelling like reefer 

'Dro or babbage, I don't care, I got a bad habit 

Try to fight it? 

I aint even took a jab at it. 

Why quit? I love to talk shit 

I love them dick licks when I'm taking a big hit 

I spit game all night, my mind aint been right 

Y'all dudes aint that tight, I put it in black and white 

I'm sick of rappers tryin' ta sign me, stop makin offers 

I aint here to see y'all, I come to talk to your bosses 



[HOOK] 

Mommy, don't you hear my name? 

I'm tryin' ta get you to try me 

so you can play my game 

BOOM BOOM... La La La La La La La 

BOOM BOOM... La La La La La La La 

BOOM BOOM... La La La La La La La 

BOOM BOOM... La La La La La La 



[ROYCE] 

I said he wanted a piece of me, I wont break 

Here is a piece of my heat that I wont take 

He's been sold a dreamer 

Had the privilege to hold the nina 

you've been exposed ta peanuts 

Grown niggas speak wit their hands, they know how to bring it 

Down to fold they fingers, slingin as ol' as english 

My gold feet, smokin it rolled that's how it be 

When a hoe scope smokin the coal, she eye me 

She probably sip on a nutta 

It's probably why these chickadees love us 

we still slip on the rubbers 

why is it that bitches would be sensitive lovers 

We keep you bitches fly... We keep a bitch on the cover 

Niggas heard it's our label so snap out 

Niggas try to cover the card table, they crap out 

In Japan like I'm the man 

You luck to know coz I be fuckin these hoes like 

yo touchi yo toes... 



[HOOK] 



[Pretty Ugly] 

I spit game. it's real shit no riddles 

Girls at the bar, meet me in the middle 

Back that ass up, shake it jus a little 

Come on, show me something, make yo titties jiggle 

You gotta love the way I spit it coz my game is tight 

Its Pretty Ugly, I'm the same boy yo friend like 

Aint nuffin changed, I'm the shit baby, it's my time 

Spit game, the boy, papes, and Royce the 5-9 



[ROYCE] 

What in yo mind'll make you think my clik would be trickin? 

Boom, I'm the bomb, bitch, coz my dick'll be tickin 

We can split 50-50 stitches paying for bitches 

my lips strictly for sippin, they aint for lickin 

came for bitch now you swallow the doe 

'til I holla, 'til it 'aha' fall on the flo 

I'm takin this action, but you oughta know that 

I'm sorry ms jackson, but yo daughter's a hoe 



[HOOK]