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ms jade - best meets best كلمات الأغنية

(feat. lady luck)

[intro jade (luck)]
b-brokers, best meets best (the best)
it’s about time, don’t you think?
(hey) some real chicks
doin’ real sh-t (concern yaself)

[chorus woman]
it just don’t get much better (whoo-ooo)
you can’t get enough of this (whoo)
[2x]

[verse 1 ms jade]
i’m easily spittin’ facts, ya opinions don’t matter
no matter the muh’f-cka we bustin’, this muh’f-cka ain’t poppin’ or duckin’
oh, easy ox, this is gangsta girl talk
money long and strong and i’m a pimp, see it in my walk
these n-gg-s get more than b-tches, expect that
bsin’ and half-steppin’, how i’m ‘posed to respect that?
naw, easily could get gone, lucky jade is much harm
ya’ll p-ssin’ over the beats, i’m sh-ttin’ on ya front lawn
you want it, it could be on, f-ck the piano’s and h-rns
take it back ’round the time eddie murphy was raw
the hood was happy and poor, now we poor and p-ssed
no belve’ no cris, rap music, son-of-a-b-tch

[chorus 2x]

[verse 2 lady luck]
ms. jade holla at me…
yo i ain’t in to rappin’ funny, clik clak crackin’ dummies
have ’em wrapped like mummies, wait til the tires get dunny
baby the p-ssy’s free but my time costs money
chain hang, look like i got alaska on me
me and the homie ms. jade, switch lanes, spit game
c-cksucka, we thelma and louise, with hammers to squeeze
huh, mami came to thug it, spits p-ss colored
escada jeans in the gucci, f-ck it (let’s go)
i live it for real, spit steel grippin’ the wheel
i cut ya grill, ’til you look like seal
holla at me
when them 380’s buck, even old ladies duck
dubs on the truck, by the way my name is luck

[chorus 2x]

[verse 3 lady luck & ms. jade]

yo yo yo, it just don’t get no better, no hotter
no momma can touch, f-ck with jade

it just don’t get no sicker, no bigger
best meets best muh’f-cka, who would figure

yo sista p-ss the liquer

or p-ss me the swisha and roll up a fat one

i’m still high off the last one

these rap b-tches do not know who they dealin’ wit

i’ll pimp-back-slap ’em, get ’em hoes that spit

we too sick, this is how it’s ‘posed to be done
them misses got too prissy, c-cked, thinkin’ you f-ckin’ wit luck?

you f-ckin’ wit jade, then the uzi will spray
right through ya prostate, turn projects into the world trade

i am a major sh-t talker, back it up
come and test

i’ma quick spark and leave a hole in ya chest

luck is you still with me?

from jersey

and philly, zippin’ down the turnpike
tricks right, burn right, def jam, beat club, pretty b-tches

we thugs, play tough then we duff three in ya mug

[chorus 4x]

[outro luck (jade)]
turn it up!!! (turn it up!!!)
rock wit it (rock wit it)
rewind it back (rewind it back)
i like that (i like that)
ms. jade (lady luck)
ms. jade (lady luck)
uh uh hahaha

- ms jade

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