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jay biggz - pull ya card (da hitman) lyrics

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[verse 1]

how they supposed to be touching us minus the reach?
how they gon’ be in love with us minus the e?
that’s ok… {ok!!!} i can provide that
reload, we don’t rewind that {i’m back}
now they shook like they spazzing out
this here is like grades, when i p-ss ’em out
it’s gonna be bad amount of d’s for you f-ggots out
blast rounds for the cl-ss clown with the mattress mouth
’cause dudes sleeping on your verbals
dudes lose spending every weekend off of herbals
it’s blues clues when i’m freaking with your girl
ooh ooh! why she over here cheesing like she urkel
i give cats beatings ’til they purple
38 special have all your dogs squeaking like some gerbils
now answer that airmail
that’s a singing telegram right there, designed for you to wear sh-lls

[hook]

yo, ’cause this the hit, man
something like bret the hitman
yeah, yeah ’cause we full of heart, we pull your card
and every single move is sharp, we on point
{repeat all}

[verse 2]

we brave in the heart, playing our part, and we stay with them darts
you play in the dark, these cats mix game with the art
blazing ’em hard, hit your face and your frame with the spark
aiming for charts, kid i’m hot and i’m fragrantly smart
fidel castro with mic sk!lls
i get paid like mcdonald’s food, only eating light mill’s
skating to your girl’s crib, that’s the pipe deal
hit that, pitch black, sonny pay the light bill
back to the grind, i gotta have the family fed
i scorch tracks, cats say it’s that miami lead
i need a lil grammy bread
a lil b-tter in the tub like the country crock that the grannies spread
i’m still fly like mannie said
but i can snap my fingers twice and have your whole entire family dead
they say i’m c-cky yeah, i got a marcus camby head
all fat, all that confidence, rocking this {’cause you know..}

[hook]

[verse 3]

highly connected, highly deserve to be a veteran
hardly adolescent
the best kid, rhymes perfection, my weapons
nines rattle your brain and mid-section
two ways, you could toss the lex in
or have it kanye’d coming +through the wire+ from the best western
suggesting you start studying my best lessons
boy know exactly what’s up, y’all just guessing
that’s way i stay the best selection
and your girl gotta put you on to who the best s-x is
half y’all is wack, the rest is just meshers
25% of your reps is just extras
three-fourths of them with techs just caress them
my dudes really flex them techs and set stretchers
raw mathematics, unless you stress checking
i ain’t got love so i just invest blessings, ya heard me

[hook]



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