J-a-d-a lyrics

Artist  : Jadakiss 
Song : J-a-d-a



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[Intro - Jadakiss & (Woman)]

(Jadakiss) Hahah (Sheek)

WHOOO!!! D-Block, Darkchild

Uh huh, yeah

Uh - yeah



[Verse - Jadakiss]

Yo, I'm just too much, I flow too sick

I be on top of the snare, all over the kick

Since a youngcat, I been one wit the drum tap

The purple start pushin my lungs back

Been there, done that

My words stick to you like thumb tacks

Pardon me, LOX hooked up wit Rodney

The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's mahogany

Hating, I can't get you bastards off me

Fresh like I just took the plastic off me

Me and streets is high school sweethearts

And I'm always in her so she can't divorce me

Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm like a father to
this

Want ya go and cop your father to this

I possess the whole package - the girls, the
thongs

And there's something about me the world just
loves

D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' tell em
my name



[Chorus - Jadakiss & (Woman) (2x)]

(J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop

(J-A-D-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral
stop

(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock

(J-A-D-A) We just keep going, this sh*t don't
stop



[Verse - Sheek Louch]

Sheek Louch get it popping, this sh*t don't
stop

Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter
Top

Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy drop

Chain's bigger than Chuck D and Flava's clock

Yeah boy, Sheek kinda hot these days

Hold the heat when I spit, need ten ice trays

D-Block what up? what's f**king wit that?

Got the Camp spitting heavy on this Jerkins
track

Glock jerk him back, either that or the mac

I prefer chrome but take it if you got it in
black

Thick shorty wanna hop on it

I tell her not here, but we could go inside the
bathroom 'Honey

Let me give it to your straight, I ain't spending
no money

We could drink till we pass out, make dicks and
all that

I'm a gangster, I bet shorty crawl back

Got her job through a two way contact



[Chorus - Sheek Louch & (Woman) (2x)]

(S-H-E-E-K) Pulling it out, the guns'll pop

(S-H-E-E-K) I'm taking your money, the funeral
stop

(S-H-E-E-K) The club'll band, the beat will
knock

(S-H-E-E-K) We just keep going, this sh*t don't
stop



[Verse - Sheek Louch]

Hey yo it's Louchy baby, smoke screen in the
Mercedes

Naw it's just weed, I'm f**king wit y'all

Oil slick, it's the juice that I throw out the
back

But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the
clack

I'm bringing it back, you don't wanna jump to
this

I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the
Kiss

Letting it off, nigga like we hunting to diss
(J-A-D-A)

Hey yo Kiss ([Jada:] what up Louch?) yo
take it from there



[Verse - Jadakiss]

Raspy voice, flow of the year; It's the cue tip
bars

They feel good when they go in your ear

Ti Gun, Peanut Punch your girl ain't ready
(F-A-G-E-A)

(Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ain't
ready

We got haze in the air and we pouring the yac

Bout to get up on 'Honey' cause she throwing it
back

And you know I keep the hawk on my neck, so don't
violate

Cause I can't wait for it to go in your back,
uh



[Chorus - Jadakiss & Sheek (Woman)
(4x)]

(J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop

(S-H-E-E-K) I'm taking your money, the funeral
stop

(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock

(S-H-E-E-K) We just keep going, this sh*t don't
stop



(J-A-D-A)