We On That S***!
Album: Let There Be Eve...Ruff Ryder's First Lady
Release Date: 9/14/99
Label: Interscope Records
Explicit version of "We On That S***!" lyrics
Aight now get your guns
Need the whole cash bundled up for me and my b****** shopping spree
The robbery
Asking all those questions gonna was to set you up right
Wet 'em all
Cartier
Dingling medallions
And all that bitchin' that you doing
Y'all niggas
I ain't got no sympathy so if you scared
On your knees
F*** the mask
Yeah we brawl
Braggin' 'bout the s*** you got and now I get it all
Matter of fact
Everything from iceberg to silk Dolce underwear
Hey yo
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that s***
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that s***
Run that ice 'cause we on that s***
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that s***
Ryde or die nigga 'cause we on that s***
We out to get it all 'cause we on that s***
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no s***
Uh
And the only way I don't get s*** is if you stash the house
Professional b******
Distracted by the size of my ass
I ain't getting' nada
Just sit back and watch me take everything even you're drough sack
Yeah
Expensive paintings on your walls
Ain't no slacking
Used to ball with your niggas
Ego crushed and I don't give a f***
Small change to the range
I know it ain't right
And every night from now on
Why
By simply taking or you're simply giving
Hey yo
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that s***
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that s***
Run that ice 'cause we on that s***
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that s***
Ryde or die nigga 'cause we on that s***
We out to get it all 'cause we on that s***
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no s***
Y'all niggas faggottish
Cops spot me got me running out my kiss
Unlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wrist
Screeching in the streets from the five series to a ditch
I'm fast
Ducking
Ready for war
Practice on me next week
Best believe you ain't gonna live to see tomorrow
My dogs already warned your mother
Busting through the door
I ain't gonna front somehow I wish that I was sleeping
Too late it's done now
C*** back
Ghetto bird on me
Last fence I hopped over
Barrels at my temple
Hey yo
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that s***
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that s***
Run that ice 'cause we on that s***
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that s***
Ryde or die nigga 'cause we on that s***
We out to get it all 'cause we on that s***
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no s***
© BLONDIE ROCKWELL
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