
Pillow Talk & Slander Benny the Butcher, Jadakiss & Babyface Ray
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[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
Man, we don't want much
We just want what belong to us
Man, we ain't greedy, we hustlers, nigga
Butch
[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
If I could talk to the old me, I'd tell him, "Watch these hoes
And them niggas gon' rat, delete them numbers out your phone"
I left Ashland at FCI, met a plug and then got on
I could have made my brother rich, that nigga died 'fore I got home
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I got the aura of a boss, ask niggas, they know my body
I'm on MSNBC talking politics with Ari
Ate sardines out the can, my birthdays ain't have a party (None)
So apologize for what? I'm too rich to say sorry
Wrote a letter to the streets, addressed it 'Whom it may concern'
Everybody can't go, and that shit I had to learn (I had to learn)
I be back on my bullshit when the beef get confirmed (Confirmed)
I lay on a nigga like Katt Williams' perm
[Pre-Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
Walk the path of a king, first I saw it in my dreams now it's happening
Ayo, Hit, we got these niggas
'Cause everytime I drive, the hood telling me, "The streets is back again"
One, two, three
Man, we don't want much
We just want what belong to us
Man, we ain't greedy, we hustlers, nigga
Butch
[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
If I could talk to the old me, I'd tell him, "Watch these hoes
And them niggas gon' rat, delete them numbers out your phone"
I left Ashland at FCI, met a plug and then got on
I could have made my brother rich, that nigga died 'fore I got home
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I got the aura of a boss, ask niggas, they know my body
I'm on MSNBC talking politics with Ari
Ate sardines out the can, my birthdays ain't have a party (None)
So apologize for what? I'm too rich to say sorry
Wrote a letter to the streets, addressed it 'Whom it may concern'
Everybody can't go, and that shit I had to learn (I had to learn)
I be back on my bullshit when the beef get confirmed (Confirmed)
I lay on a nigga like Katt Williams' perm
[Pre-Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
Walk the path of a king, first I saw it in my dreams now it's happening
Ayo, Hit, we got these niggas
'Cause everytime I drive, the hood telling me, "The streets is back again"
One, two, three
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