Jay j*rkin’ (Skit) lyrics

*(jadakiss)*
Yo its jay-da-kisssssssssssss
An another one
Uh huh
Jus' bring it to em'
Eh yo what up ma?

*(latin woman)*
Aya poppy, give it to me baby
(j*rking noises)

*(jay)*ahhhhh, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh!

*(door opens)*

*(gangsta)* n*gga what the f*ck u doin!

*(jada)*na yo what up, na it ain't like that homie

*(gangsta)*what tha f*ck u mean it ain't like that?
(gunshots)

*(jada)*thats what the f*ck i mean nig

Yo yo yo yo
Emcee's catch cold feet when i hold heat
Creap to a low beat and kay slay like street sweep
Albums of 2000 poundin' muthaf*ckas like no more public housin'
Jada levelin' n*ggas to the groundin'
Buckin' in your spouse'n
Bringin' drama like osama and breakin' up thousands
f*ck the game
The game wants us
We clip so hard souls of our enemy's taunt us
To pull more triggers f*ckit
I grab my gunz and buck'it
Like nas u gotta love'it when i touch it
On the mic jada flow toughest
Remember that
*(girls singing)*

Jada jada jada kiss
Where have u been and what is this?
How many times have i told ya i'm not ya b*tch
If u like flirting with death, then here, go slit your wrists

*(jadakiss)*

b*tch, f*ck you