Ja Rule - Niggas & *****es Lyrics
[Intro - Ja Rule - talking]Yeah ... ha, uh huhYou know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta shit)Nigga Terry what's goin on niggaLet me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the building)Yeah, haha[Chorus]Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it *****ed*****es! Work your clit keep that ***** hotCause it's all about the benjamins and nobody ain't doin it like usC'mon what y'all want?Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it *****ed*****es! Work your clit keep that ***** hotCause it's all about sex, money, and murder*****es that burn ya, niggas with burners*****ed and let go![Verse 1]***** all y'all mother*****in ***** ass niggasI'm talkin to whoever wanna be ridin my dickAnd you know your gon' get it as hot as I spit itIt's the Rule and nobody wanna be bothered withIf I hit 'em in every direction with four fifthsWill expend like 45's with compact discs (c'mon)It's a disappointment to see niggas flip on Rule like they double jointedWhen I'm one of rap's anointedWho else used to order it all on the dickLike when I come through with spinners on the sixAnd got *****es bouncin like Ronnie in TricksBut some whores in this game really don't make senseBomb roof and via Cal's and clonin EmsBut when bullets go through your film, we break your limbsA horror show, yeah picture thisCause I guess you can't see it, it's Murder again[Chorus][Verse 2]Rule I ***** with *****es in Manolos and thick Louie Vuitton logosCause I don't love these hoesI'm above and beyond everything that your seeinAnd I'm the o
