Say It To My Face Lyrics & Tabs by Rocko
Say It To My Face
guitar chords lyrics
Cookie Monster in hurr ya heard
Uh uhh we got the streets on lock
(Ay Diesel, we got em on this one man)
We be big I got em every small
Imma sing Cookie Monster Junior
Ya heard
Look how I play the boy got big
20s on car in the city where the kill
If u got a problem, say it to my face
We could knuckle up any time any place
If u got a problem, say it to my face
We could knuckle up any time any place
Look how I play the boy got big
20s on car in the city where the kill
If u got a problem, say it to my face
Look how I play the boy got big
20s on car in the city where the kill
If u got a problem, say it to my face
We could knuckle up any time any place
If u got a problem, say it to my face
We could knuckle up any time any place
First thing first lets get da record straight homeboy
From da hood but got a house on da lake homeboy
Dog-named dollar and I make the girls holla
Aint Three 6 but Im poppin my collar
On da block thats me homeboy
Its a C wit ya girl like me homeboy (ay)
Check ya chick, dats not a diss
Call me bugs for it got karats on da wrist
Im a star, and, call me J.R.
And I dont play fare 26s on da car
You dont wanna bite than I roll in Phantom
And Im straight from the south like David Banner ay
A Juvenile but I know the G code yup
Ten blacks so I need a people yup
But dont hate u can take it to da streets
Step ya game up you might be like me
The beat is (?) like the dome to dome
Been my last track cuz they singin my song
Say, ya girl wit u but we gettin it on
And I, hang wit beast the size of King Kong
And Im straight from the hood so u might get stomp
Gs up tie down yea we straight from the swamp
See the home yea he just did a joke
Ay ya like to ball but on me never scow
Ya too small to me Im too big (too big)
And Im straight from New Orleans where dem boyz like to jig (like to jig)
P. Millers stay fresh everyday
Look, aint E-40 but how if he like to pay
Ask Pops I aint had to sell bricks
Every where I go u know I keep a fly chick
Ran ya mouth til things got trill
Ay call Paul Wall u gon need a new grill
They dont respect me it dont make sense
Act like a funky go cop that fence
Finnas in the club, about 50 Ds
Youngest in the click and dont need
Ay yo Im so reckless on these tracks Im hatin
Im on the grind naw stop so theres wrestles
Im always impressed to chicks wit no questions
Cuz its ya boy Skoob but Im smooth like Nesquik
I came wit heat, like burnable burnouses
I young from this you hataz can run from this
Im on to burnin my clothes its well tat age
Where Im from, well Jay-Z young tat age
Im sum major like Boot Camp directors
And you, cant respect this then we get down and chase
The ladies want a tragic dude like the bass line
And sum smash you on the bra like its race time
