Yeah

Uh-ha, pretty ugly... Royce da 5'9"

1, 1-2

We spit game ****...

We spit game ****...I'm here now..

Now take a look at me

How it feel to see me balling?

[P-U] Yea, you heard what the callin

Pretty Ugly, that Philly cat wit da chipped tooth

That wear low shirts, guess jeans and tim boots

I only drink 151 rum passion

No Cris I'm a thug, I don't like flashin

I can get a bad bitch wit something a lil cheaper

And my whole body smelling like reefer

'Dro or babbage, I don't care, I got a bad habit

Try to fight it?

I ain't even took a jab at it

Why quit? I love to talk shit

I love them dick licks when I'm taking a big hit

I spit game all night, my mind ain't been right

Y'all dudes ain't that tight, I put it in black and white

I'm sick of rappers tryin' ta sign me, stop makin offers

I ain't here to see y'all, I come to talk to your bosses

Mommy, don't you hear my name?

I'm tryin' ta get you to try me

So you can play my game

BOOM BOOM... La La La La La La La

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BOOM BOOM... La La La La La La La

BOOM BOOM... La La La La La La

I said he wanted a piece of me, I won't break

Here is a piece of my heat that I won't take

He's been sold a dreamer

Had the privilege to hold the nina

You've been exposed ta peanuts

Grown **** speak wit their hands, they know how to bring it

Down to fold they fingers, slingin' as ol' as english

My gold feet, smokin it rolled that's how it be

When a ho scope smokin the coal, she eye me

She probably sip on a nutta

It's probably why these chickadees love us

We still slip on the rubbers

Why is it that bitches would be sensitive lovers

We keep you bitches fly... We keep a bitch on the cover

**** heard it's our label so snap out

**** try to cover the card table, they crap out

In Japan like I'm the man

You luck to know coz I be fuckin these hoes like

Yo touchi yo toes...

I spit game. it's real shit no riddles

Girls at the bar, meet me in the middle

Back that ass up, shake it jus a little

Come on, show me something, make yo titties jiggle

You gotta love the way I spit it coz my game is tight

Its Pretty Ugly, I'm the same boy yo friend like

Ain't nuffin changed, I'm the shit baby, it's my time

Spit game, the boy, papes, and Royce the 5-9

What in yo mind'll make you think my clik would be trickin?

Boom, I'm the bomb, bitch, coz my dick'll be tickin

We can split 50-50 stitches paying for bitches

My lips strictly for sippin, they ain't for lickin

[Game] came for bitch now you swallow the doe

[Glow] 'til I holla, 'til it 'aha' fall on the flo

I'm takin this action, but you oughta know that

I'm sorry ms jackson, but yo daughter's a ho