Jadakiss - Knock Yourself Out Lyrics
Uh-huh, you know where I'm takin thisI'm takin it right there - they leave me no choiceAOWWWWW!! Uh, uh, oh[Verse One]She said she was a model for a year and a halfAnd if she took her pins out,then her hair would drop down to her calfI knew her man, he was just up Northand would've got left up North, but he was the chef up NorthAnyway I'm K-I-doubleAll I do is get dough, spit flows, try to stay out of troubleIf you ready we could move, just lose your manor hit the dance floor, I'll show you how to do my danceOr I might let you play in the gardenOr sit up in that white thing and listen to the greatest of MarvinThe estate got six locationsTake so long to get to the front once I missed probationAnd I hate to bragI know ya man really wouldn't like the Beretta but he'd hate the MagAnd yeah here go a blank check, rock yourself outBut in the mean time girl - knock yourself out[Chorus]Oh you modelin momma? (knock yourself out)Wanna let ya hair down? (knock yourself out)Oh you ready to move? (knock yourself out)Whatchu wanna sit in the Coupe? (knock yourself out)Wanna keep on dancin? (knock yourself out)Wanna run in my mansion? (knock yourself out)Sit in V.I.P.? (knock yourself out)***** you just wanna be seen (knock yourself out)[Verse Two]Now you can knock yourself out like you boxin yourselfOr you can get real freaky start poppin yourselfAnd my watch got so many rocks, when you look at the timeit's sorta like you watchin yourself, uhhFront if you want, I puff a few bluntsand take a cruise in a Porsche wit the trunk in the frontShe had the Jocko B'sure sandals, told her hop inThe coupe blew her mind when she couldn't find the door handlesAttitude very high maintence; check this out maI'm runnin out of my patienceDon't sleep wit me? Then don't speak wit meAnd neva talk bad bout niggaz that eat wit me[Chorus][Verse Three]Aiyyo, honey know I'm waitin to leaveKeep dancin, cause I like how that ass shake in them caprisI'm like Big wit the murder mamis up in Belizebut I'll still ***** a chickenhead like Lil' CeaseI don't care if they model, bet they all gon' chillFirst nigga to cook base on a Foreman grillAnd you might win some, but you just lost oneKiss +Miseducates+ 'em like Lauryn Hill[Chorus] - (Fades)
