* first single
Turn the fuckin beat on!
Ha!! Yeah, we back! (?)
I had to switch back to Dom Perignon in rap baby!
Cock-and-run to stay in the business
Son of a bitch! Double R, look at me now motherf..
Two-thousand-and-one, Kiss the Game Goodbye - let`s get it on!
[Jadakiss]
It`s the J-A-D-A I got beef with the feds and the D-A
I got footage in the game press replay
I got bitches in the club all over me ma take it e-asy
And y`all scared I can tell
and I`ma get Buckss like Milwaukee cause like +Sam+ I +Can-sell+
I`m that nigga y`all know that
Bang you in tha yard then slide off on the early go back
In the streets I flash the cannon like Kodak
And I spray threes so say cheese
Already told you I`m lookin for enemies
Double R so of course it`s better
I love cornrows and Farrah Fawcett feathers
It`s a message in a glass bottle read the letter
Money in the bank membership Visa sweaters
And we ride or d-i-e together
[Chorus 1]
Uh uh come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
[ahh] Come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
[Jadakiss]
Y`all know I got the master flow, fast or slow
Y`all wanna know who the best is aks ya hoe
The honies don`t lie they love it
And they cop for real trust me dogg the thugs will dub it
`Kiss hit you with consecutive hot shit
Therefore nobody never gon` spit like I spit
Get money just to walk through off the books
So when you mention my name shit is off the hook
Shirts is off, titties is out
And you know I`m there the hardest niggas in the city is out
I`m in the club ice over the thermal waitin for you to try me
When the lights get low I`ma burn you
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models
Gotta slay two or more, ma that`s our motto
And y`all might get down with the team if y`all swallow
[Chorus 2] (longer and diferent fill in)
[Jadakiss]
(Muahh) Kiss the game goodbye, the game is mine
You thought wrong change ya mind
I`m the nigga that`ll pop the king and scoop the queen
and take over the town with a ruthless team
New S-Type wagon, future green
Gun heavy pants saggin I`m used to cream
Who you know can make a million dollar bail on cash
Never did a day and got the jails on smash, K-I double
I move the perico quick, and just let manteca bubble
`Kiss been a boss, y`all just start workin
Now put ya hands up `til ya arms start hurtin
Don`t put `em down `til I tell you
Whoever wanna be hard headed then find out what the shells do
Now you can put `em down if you want
But soon as the hook come back put `em up
[Chorus 3] (then fade)
