It took me 2 secondz to know a crook.
Brooklyn hip-hop. Real music. No gimmicks.
My music is just raw hip hop from the heart. I'm still stuck in the early to mid 90's era. That's the type of music I do. What you hear is what you get. I don't spend mad hours on one song. I lay it down on one take, one time. That's it.
Story behind the song
This song came about one night when me and the fellas were buggin out at this club & we started freestyling about how some shorties get down.
Lyrics
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Off the bat, you off the hook. Just for the record you made me look.
Can a nigga fall in love?
I don’t know but it took, 2 seconds 2 know a crook.
Verse 1
You’re a thief of heart, like da freestyle track/
I saw U at da club I said mami’s stacked/God made that body perfectly intact/No junk in your trunk, not an ounce of fat/U made me jump on stage & 4get the rap/Da mic dropped 2 da floor, & I collapsed/I don’t even wanna do the show now, 4get that/I rather take U home & blow out your back/Not 2 get fresh, but sumtimes da flesh/
Make a nigga get naughty by nature like treach/I would love to see U stretch & touch your toes/A side of me is coming out that nobody knows/But that’s what U do, I got sex in mind/I’m at my prime right now girl make the time/Lets meet behind closed doors in the V.I.P./You’ll be callin’ me poppa, like the B.I.G.
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Verse 2
Ma, U got me open. U hotter than Texas/Our next performance you’ll be on my guestlist/Da more that I see U, da more that I Notice/I rather be with U, than someone in showbiz/Don’t hold your breath, I know it sounds bogus/Not even Shakira or Jennifer Lopez/Could take my focus of u, its hopeless/Nah I wasn’t smoking or drunk when I wrote this/I know what I want, come on boo don’t front/U inside my jacuzzi, rollin da next blunt/
Don’t expect me 2 bunt, I’m tryin 2 hit a homerun/
Take U by da ocean, rub U under da sun/I have a fascination with your skin complexion/U need 2 be next 2 me, no exceptions/Don’t wanna hear no ifs, no ands & no maybes/You could walk by side, let em know you my lady.
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Verse 3
Was it U that I saw on Americas most wanted/A frame like that should be 4bidden 2 flaunt it/
I’ve seen many like you in the streets of Medina/
Suck a nigga dry & try 2 take him 2 the cleaners/
Your demeanor has even gotten worse at times/Some of the gear U wear should be considered a crime/I knew I should of waited but I pulled the trigger/
Didn’t take Erick sermon’s advice on gold diggers/
Sometimes we gotta learn the hard way like penny/
Trying 2 avoid groupies, but there’s just 2 many/
I won’t settle 4 any, 2 many tricks up the sleeves/All they need is mask & gloves like professional thieves/Trying 2 get in my wallet, I’m trying 2 get in your pants/Your not the type 2 romance or even ask 4 a dance/It just took one glance 2 figure out your style/Next time I wont go for the big ass & a smile.
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