[Chorus x4: Free Murda] When I say 'don't get danced on', I don't mean the dance floor We put feets and hands on, (you and your man, boy) [Free Murda:] Nigga ain't miss a step, daddy, you better, step, daddy I love older women, bout to be a step-daddy Like Baby Boy, I'm nothing like Jody I would of had homie, crawling like a baby boy With the gat to his head, like what you take me for You must be crazy, dog, I let the eighty off Clap, go and tell your aunt, to stop by Cuz crack'll only 'sell a man' like I'm Popeye I get it from papa, papi get me deals Wise guy, index finger, get a semi chills Jerk me, why try, that get many killed I'm high, why I never let the Henny spill Won't stop, I want that ice band on my wrist That'll have your bitch, and whores, stance on my dick Like she doing jujitsu, plus my hand on them bits Know all my kicks new, got you paying all my shit [Chorus x4] [Free Murda:] And my son half oh-yay, talk that shit Had a fiend sing like The O'Jays, off that hit Nigga, off that click, gotta save the good To have niggas stomachs looking like the kids from Save the Children, ey Got more bread and cheese than a Sicilian, ey One in your head, one in your head, I'm a villain, ey Listen, Scrappy, I put one through your nappy, head You be dead, on your way to Daphne Want me, better catch me, you know where I'm at, B. And you better 'duck', nigga, like you Daffy Yeah, I'm in the trunk, nigga, you know where the hash, be Now, D "for" an L, like I sing Laffy Taffy Taught breezy, gon' pop me, dog, and you scooby, too It's really easy to spot you, dog, like you Scooby-Doo In that fake Gucci shit, you get no coochie, bitch You better 'do the right thing', like Mookie, bitch I send your wife, the eye line, without a kuffie, bitch You getting wet, like aqua, by some goofy, shit That coke had the cook, don't even try to look But if you still, you lose a hand like Captain Hook [Chorus x4]