Place To Be

Yo (come here, come here)

Yo, come here, man

Come over here, duke

Get your shit over here, man

No, yo, stand over here, stand over here

Yo, get the fuck over here, man

Place to be, nah duke

Come over here, this where it's at, duke (yo, yo, yo, yo)

Place to be is on my side, duke

'Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe

Nah, place to be is on my side, duke

'Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe

Buenos días, you know me as Ruck

El número uno papi chulo sticking dick to your chick culo

Hard to Kill like the white boy Hatcher

Snatch an emcee off the rap pack for the simple fact he's wack

What's the deal? (What?) I feel you can't step to Sean

Wigging out on bitch-ass **** since Decepticons (transform!)

The plan's on, but I wish Mary J. Blige "Remind Me"

Take my hoodie off, ****, I can't see behind me

Why these guys chose to defy laws of the Most High

Most guys get their shit wrapped in gauze (what?)

Place to be is on my side, motherfuck your pride

Lay in the cut with the big Ruck if your monkey ass wanna survive

Yo, any set that's hectic it gets worse when Rock's up in it

So somebody tell the fat lady she's up in five minutes

Shit is almost finished, right after I take care of witnesses

Roaming the premises, not minding their businesses

Images up in your melon telling you to jet

You know if you stay, I give more of y'all chest pains than cigarettes

Bet your bottom dollar, don't move or swallow

You're not promised tomorrow, but I promise you I'll make you holler (how?)

Pop your collar, bone stone's the way that I stalk in my zone

You can roam, just don't get caught

Place to be is on my side, duke

'Cause you don't wanna be my target when I fly the coupe, ****

Place to be is on my side, duke

'Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe (don't confuse it, son, don' confuse it, yo)

Yo, place to be is on my side, duke

'Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe

Place to be is on my side, duke

'Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe

Huh, place to be is on my side, duke (yo)

'Cause you don't wanna be the target- (bitch, yo)

Son, that **** jetted, son

I should clap that **** right in his ass, fuck that

He a bitch-ass ****

That **** a bitch-ass, no doubt, motherfucker

What are you, pussy?

He a bitch-ass ****, man (I should clap that **** in his ass, man)

Ooh, shit (word is bond)

Dude got mad sugar in his tank, pussy

This goes for all y'all people, all y'all people

That still got the little kid in 'em, you know

The sugar side of you shredded with wheat biscuits

Word up

Oh, shit, yo, man

Place to be is on my side, duke (put an ad in the motherfucking paper)

'Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe, huh (we need some true warriors in here)

Place to be is on my side, duke

'Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe

Yo, go back to 'em