We Both Frontin` lyrics

Artist  : Mase 
Song : We Both Frontin`



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[JD]
Yo, I'm still lookin' at the game y'know
(heh heh)
And I see that it's alot a niggas
that's just frontin'
Basically, ya
nahmean?

[Blinky Blink]
Yo, I'm doin'
150 wildin' (uh huh)
Headin' out to City
Island
I see this shorty with the pretty smile
and (uh huh)
Pushing a Prelude 'Hey you',
diamond stud up in your navel
Actin' like it
cost nine G's (c'mon)
A real fine queen, eyes
was light green (yeah)
And had a tattoo
written in Chinese
Only 25, spent her money
wise
Work out everyday, I could tell by her
tummy size

[Stase]
Damn, you got some
funny eyes

[Blink]
Yea, I blink a lot,
drink a lot (mmm)
You could catch me at the
rink a lot (uh huh)
But enough about me ma,
you look amazing
Are you
Haitian?

[Stase]
I'm half that and half
Asian, my name is Raven
Live in New Haven
(yeah)
'Till I find the right man, my
virginity I'm savin' (uh
huh)

[Blink]
The things I was sayin',
honey might be blazin'
I took her to the Days
Inn, of course
She gave in
(c'mon)

[Stase]
1 - No disrespect, you
look nice and shit (I know)
And I ain't really
tryin' to price your shit
(Yeah, yeah so
stop)
I'm sayin' I like that Platinum on your
wrist
But why isn't no ice in
this?
[JD]
Same reason why, baby girl, that
ain't your hair
(No the fuck, you did
not)
You the same one rockin' your home girl's
gear
(Oh no boo, this was mine)
In fact, why
you tryin' to hate on me?
Cuz we both frontin',
basically, ya
heard?
(Basically?)

[Loon]
Uhh,
uhh
I be that slick thug, see me in the strip
club (yea)
With Dominican chicks, about to get
my dick rubbed (uh huh)
Shit bug, how I lay up
and sip Bud
You could front if you want, lay
in puddles of thick blood (c'mon)
Cuz I get
love yeah, where ever I go
And I'd die for my
niggas, but never no hoe
So you know that the
life I lead is twice your speed
A brown skin
mami, that's the wife I need (uh huh)
Light
that weed, front, nigga might just bleed
I
might just squeeze, matter of fact I might just
leave
Cuz I don't need a hoe that drink Moet
by the liter
If you don't like me, I ain't
feelin' your ass neither (ha ha)
I need a true
diva, pushin' a two-seater (yea)
That's
alright, let my wife, my crew meet her
In
other words, I need a chick off the meter
The
type that wild out when I eat her
(c'mon)

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[Huddy
Combs]
Hey, yo, Huddy? In the door
(heyyyy)
Waiter, give me four
(heyyyy)
Bitches they adore (heyyyy)
From
here to Wichita (heyyyy)
I'm a jiggy cat,
baggy jeans with fitted hats (uh huh)
Where my
niggas at? At the bar, where titties at
You
know I spend dough, get in clubs with Indo
And
bet my shit blow like a block on Crenshaw
I'm
poppin' Cris', hoe (uh huh)
While you sippin'
on Cisco, I'm at the disco
Reminiscin' on
'Frisco, and this go
To honeys who be knowin'
your name, knowin' your fame (yea)
Know you
rock a Rolley and chain
But it don't stop, so
get-it, get-it
The Huddy hit-it, hit-it (uh
huh)
She saw my ice, she was really wit
it
She wanna settle down, be committed
(yea)
She saw the drop with the TV's in
it
Shit, I gotta pay this hoe a
visit

[Stase]
Oh no, Boo Boo
You
won't be payin' (what)
Anything over here
except the rent (c'mon)

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1

[JD]
Yeah, you know you wanna be over
here
Fake ass, yeah