Inkredible 3 (Remix) lyrics

by

Jadakiss


[Rick Ross]

Trae I see ya, Rozay
Know what it is

My attitude is f*ck it, house big as publix
Shopping is a pleasure, pinky ring or nugget
n*ggas like the ride, sip lean out the bucket
I lean to the side, white whip Michael Douglas
Hard times, call for drastic measures
I call my dog, he bought a mac 11
40 rounds hollerin where the yola at?
n*gga dead serious, chopper with a shoulder strap
Microphone, Michael corleone I know I’m wrong
The man up above love for me to sing them poems
So sing along, you know the song I sing
Bring them things along, I gotta feed the team
It’s Rozay, I need 100 bottles
Yellow b*tches, all of em swallow
H town, n*gga 305
I can move them packs, each and every night

[Lil Wayne]

All-red plaid shirt, skinny ass jeans on
Them goons at your front door, choppers out, ding dong
Didn’t I change the game and put my motherf-cking team on
Now let my chopper ring, Baka is my ringtone
f*ck you ho-ass n*ggas, I get money and get over hoes
We hold court with them heaters
Pop, case open, closed
Looking for a b*tch to hop up on my totem pole
And my blunt be stupid-fat, double-stuffed, Oreos
And I get loaded til I motherf-cking overload
Been rapping, flows still tight like aerobic’s clothes
Ask them b*tches, I told em hoes
They back it up like Sunnydrive and Bronx Tale closure tho
Lighter in my pocket, light the sky rocket
Pull em hammers out and run them n*gga’s like Stocktons
Got some n*ggas from my city
Thugga, Dizzy, Flow
Sorry 4 the Wait, coming soon, Carter IV, beyotch!
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