JAKE ONE

JAKE ONE - Kissin' The Curb lyrics

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Hey yo

Aftermath is my family nigga!

Yeah

Fuck you want to know what size shoe I wear for?

When I could put a fuckin mule's shoe in your chest cavity nigga!

Yeah, Bishop Lamont, Busta Rhymes, bitch!

Fuck that, bear arms, it's my constitutional right

Wild, wild west, this is how we fight

See death around the corner, every day, every night

Act a fool, I pack a tool, unscrew your bug light

What it do, be cool, or be cool in the morgue tonight

I'm hot new, but not new to the game, alright?

La's move, I ain't got shit to prove

Unlike you fag ass rappers that's baggers on youtube

Subliminal disses, yeah I caught you

And you, and you, and you, but where's your album debut?

You see a bitch when you peer in the mirror, I'm not you

I'm grown, I've been dropped out of fuckin high school

And my backpack nigga is where I tuck that tool

I'll be waitin in your kitchen to hop out like Zool

I don't jet, I'll promise that

If you niggaz really know what's good

You don't really want no problems (OHH!)

Check

When the leather strapped with the horse

And we ridin through "Desperado" style knick

Sick, the way a motherfucker spit 'til I'm hoarse

And you know that's how I do it all the while prick (OH!)

And you don't want no problems bitch (just get to kissin the curb)

See you don't want me poppin snitch (just get to kissin the curb)

I don't care if you a trick (just get to kissin the curb)

This motherfucker think he slick (just get to kissin the curb)

I'm sayin

Tough guy, every motherfuckin rhymer

When I catch 'em in the street they delicate as fine china

Bitch ass "na" got sand in they vagina

Get shook they like "wha" like The Spoof was behind 'em

I'm no Spector but the tech bro

Go through all's flow, come get ya

Wet ya, you pearl tongue

Clitoris, I'm serious, equivalent to none

Aftermath, yeah you know I got to say it

Only 'cause I know you jealous bitch niggaz hate it

Probably caught your girl on myspace

When she fuckin you, she seein my face

That boy shinin, so you know about that REDRUM

But fuck with me, better duck when them sounds come

F-f-fresh I get, f-f-fresh I spit

Hot girls, got even stone dykes on my dick

It's not a figment, of my imagination

Just a benefit, of Dre affiliation

Pimp genetics, natural charm, good conversation

But fuck the broads bro, back to my battle station

Who want it? You goin to get it

I FedEx it to your house, same day send it

Entrepreneur homeboy, I'm with the business

Blue collar, bloody your collar

If they said you dead, I ain't got to spend a dollar (nope)

It's free of charge when you know the Don Dada

I know O.O.G.'s probably rob your father's father

If you ain't prepared to die, motherfucker don't bother

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