(feat. Pretty Ugly)



[Pretty Ugly]

Yeah, uh-huh

Pretty Ugly, Royce Da 5'9

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 [feel] to see me balling?

(P.U.!!) Yeah, y'all heard what the callin'

Pretty Ugly, that Philly cat wit the chipped tooth

That wear low shirts, Guess jeans, and Tim boots

I only drink 1-51 Rum 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 ain't 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 ain't been right

Y'all dudes ain't that tight, I put it in black and white

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

I ain't here to see y'all, I come to talk to your bosses



[Hook]

Ma-MI, don't you hear my name?

I'm tryin' ta get you to try ME, so you can play my game

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BOOM BOOM... La La La La La Laaa La La La La La La

BOOM BOOM... La La La, Laaaa La La La La



[Royce Da 5'9"]

I said, he wanted a piece of me, I won't break, nigga

Here is a piece of my heat that I won't take

He's been, sold a dreamer

Had the privilege, ta hold the nina

You've been exposed ta peanuts

Grown niggaz 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

Niggaz heard it's our label so snap out

Niggaz try to cover the card table, they crap out

In Japan like I'm the man you lucky to know

Cause 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 cause 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, Royce Da 5'9



[Royce Da 5'9"]

What in yo mind'll make you think my click 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 ain't for lickin'

Game - came for bitch now you swallow the doe

Glow - '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]