[Intro: Erotic D & George Clinton]
One time for your motherfuckin mind, yeah
This is Erotic in the house
With my nigga, Jamal
My nigga Calif
Passion in the motherfuckin' house
The unfuckwittable individuals, that's us, yeah
With this laid back shit they about to rip
And, uh, by the way
I got my dog George Clinton in the house with us
To get it up, right
And, uh, it's gonna be about that time
A nigga to... lay it down
And, uh, as long as you realize
That it can't be fucked with
You can get with this
Right
You can't fuck with this
Check it
[Verse 1: Passion]
I make your eardrums bleed like a 9 millimed
Niggas steppin' up like they wanna see me
I be the P to the A, double-S, crooked I
You and your crew contemplating suicide
Your troops callin' truce when I let the flavor loose
Like a deuce deuce, now who want the proof?
Def Squad's over here, step to the rear
I got the shit you don't wanna hear, the shit you fear
The money talks and the bullshit walks
Recognize the realest streets of New York
Mally G got my back like a trigger to a mack
10 and I'm rollin' in a jet black Benz
No foes, everybody knows the code of the streets
Niggas don't sleep cause niggas got to eat
Follow my styles like rituals
I be the unfuckwittable, lyrical individual
One time for your motherfuckin mind, yeah
This is Erotic in the house
With my nigga, Jamal
My nigga Calif
Passion in the motherfuckin' house
The unfuckwittable individuals, that's us, yeah
With this laid back shit they about to rip
And, uh, by the way
I got my dog George Clinton in the house with us
To get it up, right
And, uh, it's gonna be about that time
A nigga to... lay it down
And, uh, as long as you realize
That it can't be fucked with
You can get with this
Right
You can't fuck with this
Check it
[Verse 1: Passion]
I make your eardrums bleed like a 9 millimed
Niggas steppin' up like they wanna see me
I be the P to the A, double-S, crooked I
You and your crew contemplating suicide
Your troops callin' truce when I let the flavor loose
Like a deuce deuce, now who want the proof?
Def Squad's over here, step to the rear
I got the shit you don't wanna hear, the shit you fear
The money talks and the bullshit walks
Recognize the realest streets of New York
Mally G got my back like a trigger to a mack
10 and I'm rollin' in a jet black Benz
No foes, everybody knows the code of the streets
Niggas don't sleep cause niggas got to eat
Follow my styles like rituals
I be the unfuckwittable, lyrical individual
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.