In da Zone - Jeremiah Jae

I took that hoe to the crib

She wanna know how we live

Just leave your shoes at the door

Imma get u in da zone (repeat)

Waking up to a bad bitch

Dont get her upset then she a savage

I just want the cabbage

Pull up horse and carriage

Make you niggas embarrassed

Tell a hoe call her parents

I fathered niggas like parents

Bitch I’m out here in Paris

Making rounds like a ferris

We going back to the terrace

Jungle squad a new era

I told you niggas better keep up

I’m smoking loud you gotta speak up

I’m maxing out got my feet up

Ocean side on the beach front

Jungle squad I know you see us

I’m bout it bout it, I’m bout it bout it

I’m Master P, on the tour bus

Im In the zone, rolling smoking pour some more

Top floor, go and open up the door

Got the squad wit me and we got the codes

Shorty wanna know what she in for

Im In the zone, rolling smoking pour some more

Top floor, go and open up the door

Got the squad wit me and we got the codes

Shorty wanna know what she in for, so…

I took that hoe to the crib

She wanna know how we live

Just leave your shoes at the door

Imma get u in da zone (repeat)

[Verse 2 — Busdriver}

They mistook all my game, for the word of god

I’m a place of worship

Mind is vibrant my eyelids are curtain rods

It’s a place where the school of fish do not make super hits

But where a

Painter’s canvas can

Anger manage speaking fluent French

I’m a hippie nigga who’d save the planet for a tuna fish

When I’m in the zone I can

Play the gambit for Buddha’s kiss and serve a

Futurist

Plutonium in my gall bladder

I am marked for death

Having dinner with a dog catcher

No options left

They analyzing all the call data

Cuz my

Headspace cause a justifiable fed case

I spit the poem, split the bone

Comb the the naps with a fish bone

The psychological e-valuation can convict alone

So nigga get gone

When I cross the line they fully panic, they scared of my Woody

My hair is wooly I’m a wooly mammoth

The prehistoric ruler of the planet with my footing planted

On the ocean floor

Molten golden ore

Pouring open sore

We can’t trust your game stats no

Wearing locs and wave caps

Ancient griot from way back

At the crib alone

Yea I’m in da zone (repeat)

I took that hoe to the crib

She wanna know how we live

Just leave your shoes at the door

Imma get u in da zone (repeat)