JAKE ONE - Scared lyrics

rate me

You know what time it is (you know what time it is)

Yeah (yeah)

Bad Italian chick, loud mouth, kind of thick

Timid in the sack and experienced, scared of the dick

Still she got juice like Tony Soprano

So when I touch down in her town, she scoop me up pronto

Cracked the bottle on some boojie shit I couldn't pronounce

In a restaurant she walked up in just like it's a house

Sit back, crackin jokes with the waiters in their native language

Tippin extra big, I didn't get a chance to pay it

My eyes sold a thing 'cause I ain't have to say it

She lookin like a model, make you want to take it home and spank it

Kool-Aid smiles, every time I seen her naked

Fun to kick it with, but her lifestyle was dangerous ('style was dangerous)

I chilled at her spot when I wasn't on tour

Had to keep her on a chain 'cause she kept it so raw (so raw)

She didn't have to tell me what she did for a living

She had two different apartments in the same building (same building)

I'm there chillin, eatin Pop Tarts watching "The Love Boat"

In my drawers, half asleep (half asleep), she deep in her blunt smoke

Heard a knock at her door, I thought it might be her folks

She grabbed a burner, right then some brothers kicked in a deadbolt (deadbolt)

Ski masks and block hoodies, all that I saw

That saw me, but didn't see my shorty down on the floor

I played dumb, homie snatched me up and asked "where the coke at? "

His face exploded, shorty a surgeon with the gat

He dropped, body stiff, blood splattered my shit

I dipped behind the kitchen counter, not tryin to get hit

Two other dudes still standin, one got a shotty

Other one a twenty-two, that ain't hurtin nobody

He started runnin right past me, forgot I was there

So I trip him up, she grab him, put the gat to his ear

Tell his man to drop the burner or his boy gettin sprayed

But he ran, so she popped his boy anyway

I'm throwin up like a little bitch, there's blood everywhere

She dropped dude's dead body in a La-Z-Boy chair

Lit a square, call the cops, told 'em "get over here! " (get over here)

I'm shook until she tell me "ain't no work up in here" (work up in here)

Cops get there with ambulances, she got all the perfect answers

Totally prepared for what the 5-0 was askin us

I'm panicked but it's obvious this chick is a pro

File a report, told 'em everything they wanted to know (they wanted to know)

She hella calm for a chick sittin on so much blow

She smile, flirted, then walked 'em out to the door

Couldn't ignore how shorty looked like she seen it before

Gangsta (gangsta), not worried about a thing from the law

I had to ask her a question on some serious shit (serious shit)

These dudes kicked in your door and you ain't even flinch

You just caught two bodies, made another one dip

Girl you a pro with a gat but why you scared of the dick?