[Verse 1 - Cam'ron:] Scooter got that cocaine, I got the heroin Got the fiends runnin' miles like a marathon Come into my hood it's like Lebanon Gold diggers suck a dick, I ain't no leprechaun In the streets yea, in my beach chair Talk shit, throw him off the roof, yea it's leap year No I ain't no barber but I clip a nigga Put the money on yo head like you a stripper nigga Clips, triggers, it gets no bigger Pop pop pop, a ditch I'll dig ya Smack ya mother, hit ya sister, tell yea father come get it nigga I mack hard, I'm a crack god They don't shop wit Killa cause I got that black card
[Hook - Young Scooter:] They say I know magic how I pull triggers Nobody shot wit Scooter cause he too slick Finesse finesse finesse, he known for hittin' licks He ain't got no plug that nigga lyin'
Money due wit you, boy you over wit Rapper runnin' outta words cause they over wit Ya plug gone, ya bitch gone, boy you over wit Don't get caught up on that phone cause you over wit
[Verse 2 - Young Scooter:] Killa got that heroin, I move metric tons First I check ya resume, then come get you some No clean bricks, I'm wettin' all of them We call it remix, in the hood I'm from Money due wit you boy I can see it That dirty asshole made you believe him [?] till he went to sleep and ran off wit his pieces Took the money, and 70 pounds of sour diesel Now you over wit, can't even buy a brick No money, last week you had a half of him Wake up, ya bitch gone cause ya money gone Can't get a pack in, ya plug switched phones
[Hook - Young Scooter:] They say I know magic how I pull triggers Nobody shot wit Scooter cause he too slick Finesse finesse finesse, he known for hittin' licks He ain't got no plug that nigga lying
Money due wit you boy you over wit Rapper runnin' outta words cause they over wit Ya plug gone, ya bitch gone, boy you over wit Don't get caught up on that phone cause you over witTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
