[verse 1] bust it, from the dick i\'m dissin all yall punk crews y\'all wack and won\'t even think of punchlines i don\'t use and to the niggas whose lp\'s i kinda liked i\'m fresher than that, and that new shit you tryin to write like mita, mita, name not rashita battle on the streets so when i\'m playin senorita spend a few peso on some chili con queso thinkin how i used to wax rappers back that eso be in san juan, on the carriage like i\'m cam\'ron wit a nigga tryin to chew my tampon with my pants on i\'m gettin money off the books like i\'m beatnuts make em sign pre-nups, word to my c-cups fuck with they heads like kahlua, milk and vodka then tell they punk ass to move on like silkk the shocker word to my godfather, who bombs harder be out to get the paper like inga and shawn carter
hook 2x: all you mc\'s better stand your ground cuz when digga come around it\'s curtains curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains (curtains on all y\'all, curtains on all y\'all, curtains on all y\'all curtains on all y\'all) when digga come down
[verse 2] some people say when i drink i don\'t act right raisin my voice, i see some bitch and start a cat fight or in my travels, grabbin slices from s\'barro\'s eyein fake niggas like they intimate apparel 20,000 seaters, heads givin me pounds even biggin me for shit i did for lyricist lounge like, "how can i be down?", hoes i don\'t trust ya playin me close so i can hook you up with busta fuck an entourage, i\'m the bitch that roll dolo more still than mo-mo\'s and a 4-4 on my polo with the toaster, make ya run like sammy sosa could take about 50 mc\'s like tony tocca why you take it there? cuz i\'m fruitier than kiwi and when i freestyle you aint gon hear it on my cd money management, cuz i\'m grown up and older now drinkin mad low and brow, tell em how it\'s goin down bricks, bricks, cuz i was born in the bricks bricks, bricks, and shit is on in the bricks come at me twisted if ya think you got the heart to but you better be careful what you say like sparkle bricks, bricks, you get jacked in the bricks bricks, bricks, and i\'m the mack in the bricks uh, i got niggas that\'ll run you over backwards and bitches that\'ll milk you, plus give you the package
