Spanish Fly Songtext

[Black Rob]Yo look clown I come through bully downKeep thinkin that you hard take a look aroundI got soldiers stationed up to bring painAnd when it go down my hoes do the same thingWe all in the same game, we all willin to bangAin't nobody going against the grain, so take aimB.R.'s evasive, cut all the faces, catch all the cases, this realYou rather bet'cha life than face meI mean I got this rap game locked with more cake than TasteeBlack the feindest, this title I hold I won't relinquishAnd this type shit you shouldn't sting wishAnd one phone call and I'll extinquish, I mean this you seen thisBlue steel fo-fo the caliber, Excalibur, Im'a destroy my next challengerB. Rob high post MC, quick to spray Raid on the roach MCSo don't be apporachin me without the cross and rosaryWho this nigga 'pose to be, I blast him in the open beefDamn Black, how you do that der?'Cuz we..dont..care, I'll take 'em thereChorus: Jennifer LopezLast night, I dreamed of some more doughSome crystal, sixty thousand, and ten dimes of 'dro (I'll take 'em there)Last night I realized I'm dreamingToo late now, guess I'll finish what I started baby[Black Rob]Y'all niggas heard the first verse no doubt shit banginVerse two make sure none of y'all left hanginGot honies lovin this shit too, one wit'chooLong as you know my pants don't fit'chooMoney good look, understand why he shookShit I'm rich, face all up in the Guiness BookCheck, all the records I set, its majorCheck, that the sets I wreck with flavorFuck that cajun, guns stay bond cock?Boiler on lock? hold shit down like Fort KnoxMan, knock the rhyme unorthadoxWhat'cha barely understand, shit I deal with the L.O.X.Give me the props, Im tryin set a mark this yearAnd bring the equipment out to the parks this yearSo y'all could see how it used to beI'm lookin towards the future seeBlack here to stay, its time y'all got used to mePuff said Black ain't tryin to fit inUp and down the coast can't count the spots I've been inPut'cha bid inChours[Black Rob]I hit a ??? if my name was Teddy Benderhot beats and hot rhymes tossed in a blenda'I want ch'all to feel hardcore, nothin tenda'Blessed this mic for as long as I rememberY'all can't see the Rob, uh-uhh, y'all must be stupidIf I owe Shawn Combs any money then I recouped itI looped it, this fly shit from ?Nebogada?Me and Yogi and Hard Pierre from You Dont Know MeI dare you to come against me, run against meUse your gun against me, you finito, finishedI've seen wild cats diminished, foldin for, Bad Boy's known to ballInternationally, I'm sayin actuallyI have to be the next cat to go and sell a million records casuallySo, prepare yourself for the storm, Nineteen-nine-nine its onAnd I'm just gettin warmChorus