lirik lagu jaydee x kayone – the reunion
[verse 1: kayone]
flying down i-75, ’bout to hop on 696
i look over, this f-ckin’ chick’s tryin’ to fix
her makeup, i’m like, ”b-tch, you ain’t a plastic surgeon
i advise ya to put up your visor, i’m gettin’ kinda ticked
you’re blockin’ my side mirror,” she’s like, “yeah, so?”
i’m like, “so? you gon’ need a st-tch you keep acting like that, ho
i look like your husband, sl-t? that’s a rhetorical question
you talk to me like you talk to him, i’ll f-ck you up
in fact, get in the backseat, like the rest of my dates
no b-tch rides shotgun; what? taxi?
stop and pick you some maxi pads up?
is that what you actually ask me?”
b-tch reaches over and smacks me
says i annoy the f-ck outta her, get in the f-ckin’ back
put on your sl-t powder, you sl-t, what?
and shut the f-ck up now, or get your feelings hurt
worse than my last chick when i accidentally b-tt dialed her
and she heard me spreadin’ aids rumors about her
turn the radio up louder, make it thump
while i bump that relapse cd
tryin’ to hit every bump in that c-nt
thought i snapped back into accents
’cause she kept asking me to quit calling her “c-nt”
i said, “i can’t!”, she said…
[chorus: kayone]
marshall, you ain’t really like that, oh, oh, oh
you’re puttin’ on a show, where’s your mic at?
’cause you’re breakin’ my heart
she said, you’re breakin’ my heart
’cause you ain’t really like that, oh, oh, oh
you’re puttin’ on a show, where’s your mic at?
’cause you’re breakin’ my heart
she said, you’re breakin’ my heart
[verse 2: jaydee]
uh, pull up to the club in a porsche, not a pinto
while marshall’s at a white trash party, i’m at drama central
i walk up in there lookin’ at my phone, on twitter, tweetin’
i’m feelin’ a bunch of b-tches looking at a n-gga, cheesin’
i get approached by this little skeezer, she asked me
am i the realest g? ’cause i’m gucci from head to feet
i said, “yeah, i’m really is, ’cause i spit in your man’s face
like cam did that little kid on k!llin’ season”
she said, “i’m feelin’ your big ego, wait, am i talkin’ wrong?”
i said, “nah, i’m a walkin’ kanye/beyonce song”
she said, “i’m mad at you,” i said, “why?” she said
“why you never make songs for chicks as if it’s hard to do?”
i said, “i make songs for me, leave the studio, and go
and f-ck the b-tch who belong to who making songs for you”
she said, “i’m feelin’ your whole swagger and flow
can we hook up?” i said, “umm, you just used the word swagger
so, no!” she said…
[chorus: kayone]
you ain’t really like that, oh, oh, oh
you’re puttin’ on a show, where’s your mic at?
’cause you’re breakin’ my heart
she said, you’re breakin’ my heart
’cause you ain’t really like that, oh, oh, oh
you’re puttin’ on a show, where’s your mic at?
’cause you’re breakin’ my heart
she said, you’re breakin’ my heart
[verse 3: kayone]
we been riding around in this hatchback ’til i’m f-ckin’ hunchback
where the f-ck’s this party at, sl-tbag c-nt? cut what act?
think it’s an act? f-ck that, i’m tryin’ to sh-g, skuzz
better find this love shack or somewhere to f-ck at
ah, don’t touch that, you fat dyk-!
i’m tryin’ to hear some “bagpipes from baghdad”
don’t act like you don’t like ’em, them accents, i rap tight
and i’mma torture you ’til we find this place, yeah, that’s right
thought it was just past this light, just past van dyk-
better hit that map light, read them directions, oh yeah
you can’t read, and you can’t write, you told me that last night
she took my cd out the deck, snapped it in half like
“relapse sucked,” i snapped, hit the gas like
blew through the light, spun out, hit a patch of black ice
forgot we had a trailer hitched to the back, we jackknifed
b-tch flew out the car, i laughed like she deserved it
she didn’t think i’d act like that in person
(royce, marshall just crashed right in front of the club)
[verse 4: jaydee/ kayone]
tell him i’ll be there in a minute
i’m tryna break up this catfight
between my mistress and d-mn wife
then a chick wanted a hug, she was fat, so i gave her dap
then i tell her to scat, i’m not mean, i’m cute
on my way to the front door, takin’ the scenic route
to avoid this chick with a lace front
lookin’ like venus’s and serena’s hooves
i’m just sayin’, them chicks got horse -sses, they been attractive
hope when they see me
they don’t slap me with they tennis racquets
my mind drifted, back to this sh-t: i see my wife push her down
step over her body, then smack the mistress
police outside, i turn and p-ss the gat to vishis
then i step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin
he mugs the mistress, turns around
and gives the missus hugs and kisses
looks at me twisted, like nickel (“yeah, watch this sh-t”)
he smacks the dentures out of the mouth
of the fat b-tch he rolled with, and looks back to mention
“royce, it’s good to be back to business!”
[chorus: kayone]
they said, you ain’t really like that, oh, oh, oh
you’re puttin’ on a show, where’s your mic at?
’cause you’re breakin’ our hearts
they said, you’re breakin’ our hearts
’cause you ain’t really like that, oh, oh, oh
you’re puttin’ on a show, where’s your mic at?
’cause you’re breakin’ our hearts
they said, you’re breakin’ our hearts
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