[Intro: Jadakiss]
Been here for hours, nigga
You been pushin' buttons all day, man, your job was easy today, man
The fuck, man?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Ayo, I woke up in a daze with a slight headache
You know the usual, the studio gettin' red late
Serious jet lag when I get to bed late
That's why I fuck 'cause I be weak when I get head late
Today I got a session with Ronnie, I mean Veronica
Met her last year about a week before Hanukkah
Sounds foolish, I mean, honey wasn't jewish
But she had a lot of dough and she was nice on computers
She told me she was born and raised in Bermuda
And came here just to get a job as a tutor
I pursued her, make a long story short, screwed her
She moved and she came back, still on the same track
Same width, same chips, ass, it was still fat
And I ain't really think she was a freak
But she did ask a lot of questions 'bout Stylez and Sheek
She called me and said she was in town for a week
The Westside, Manhattan, the Suite, and the Marquise
How I felt about gettin' up for old times' sakes
I'ma bring Stylez and Sheek with me, that'd be great
Just have two friends, we gon' bring the truck and the new Benz
Desert in the stash and the Sony cam zoom lens
All have ourself one big hell of a weekend
Eat at Puff's joint and catch a show at the Beacon
Twist a Dutch blaze from Y-O to the Hudson
Pass the tall one, two-five, we still puffin'
We got the heat on a cold night in the winter
Stylez, you remember, Sheek, you remember
Been here for hours, nigga
You been pushin' buttons all day, man, your job was easy today, man
The fuck, man?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Ayo, I woke up in a daze with a slight headache
You know the usual, the studio gettin' red late
Serious jet lag when I get to bed late
That's why I fuck 'cause I be weak when I get head late
Today I got a session with Ronnie, I mean Veronica
Met her last year about a week before Hanukkah
Sounds foolish, I mean, honey wasn't jewish
But she had a lot of dough and she was nice on computers
She told me she was born and raised in Bermuda
And came here just to get a job as a tutor
I pursued her, make a long story short, screwed her
She moved and she came back, still on the same track
Same width, same chips, ass, it was still fat
And I ain't really think she was a freak
But she did ask a lot of questions 'bout Stylez and Sheek
She called me and said she was in town for a week
The Westside, Manhattan, the Suite, and the Marquise
How I felt about gettin' up for old times' sakes
I'ma bring Stylez and Sheek with me, that'd be great
Just have two friends, we gon' bring the truck and the new Benz
Desert in the stash and the Sony cam zoom lens
All have ourself one big hell of a weekend
Eat at Puff's joint and catch a show at the Beacon
Twist a Dutch blaze from Y-O to the Hudson
Pass the tall one, two-five, we still puffin'
We got the heat on a cold night in the winter
Stylez, you remember, Sheek, you remember
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