Spit Game - Pretty Ugly, Royce 5'9

Now take a look at me, how Philly see me ballin'--P.U.

yeah you heard wit they call em’Pretty Ugly the Philly cat wit tha chip toof'

that wear low shirts, Guess jeans-n-tim boots

I only drink 151 rum passion, no christ ima thug-n-i dont like flashin

i can get a bad bitch for somethin’a little cheapa'

and my whole bidy smellin like reefa'

dro aint babage i gotta bad habbit

tryna fight it i aint even took a jab at it why quit?

I love ta talk shit

i love big hips when im takin’a long hit

spit game all nite and my mine been right

ya’ll dudes aint that tight and i’ll put it in black&white

im tigherd of rappa’s tryna make offa’s

i aint here ta see ya’ll i came ta talk ta ya bosses

I said momi,-- dont chu hear my game

im tryna get chu ta try me--so u can play my game

boom-boom-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-boom-boom-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-boom-boom-la-la-la-la-la-

la-la-boom--boom-la-la---la-la-la

I said here’s a peace of me and im gonna take it (nigga)

here’s a peace of my heat that i wont take

he’s been sold a dream’a he had the prevalege to hold the neena

hes been exposed ta penis

grown niggas speak wit they hand cuzz they know how ta bring it know how ta fold his fing’as slingin the oldest english

my co-fee, smokin a roll thats how it be when tha hoe start smokin the co she im me she prolly sip on tha nutta, she prolly winey

chickens still love us but we still slip on the rubba’s

why is’nt the bitches sensitive lova’s

we keep these bitches flyyy-we keep em’on the cova’s

niggas is humble this is our label so snap out

niggas try ta cova’tha card table and they crap out

in japan like im the man u be lucky ta know

that i be fukin these hoes like yo-tochy-u-toes

I spit game this is real shit no riddles

girls at the bar mmeet me in the middle

back that ass up shake it juss a little

come on show me somethin make ya titty’s jiggle

ya gotta love the way i spit it cuzz my game is tight

it’s Pretty Ugly im the same dude ya friend like

aint nottin change im the shit baby it’s my time

spt game the boy Pates Royce Da 5'9''

wat’in ya mind ta make u think that my click be trippin (boom)

im the bomb cuzz my dicka will be kickin

we can split 50/50 of sticka’s, payin fo’bitches

my lips is fo sippin strectly and aint fo lickin

came fo bitches and now u swalloin go till i holla (ahh) part of tha flow

im takin this action but chu’wanna know that

im sorry Ms. Jackson but cha’daughter’s a hoe