Album : Don Cartagena
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Blam, bang, bang baby
Yeah, Terror Squad style
Trizzie, check it out now

Yo, I'm rated X in sex
I flex like Lex Lugor
So who's next to get
Scooped up by this roughneck from Cuba?

We do maneuvers like Super Dave
Always with a group of babes
Sayin', "Mami's out"
Like Sugar Ray

'Cause Cuban Link don't play miss
I flip and do some strange
(Shit)
Witchu like hit you
With the whips and chains, check it

I get you naked like I'm mystic
'Cause this is thick as a brick
(Dick)
Raw with big that bend it
(Balls)
Now let's get, physical, my jiggable pie

Let this lyrical guy scuba dive
Right between your thighs
I satisfy like a Snickers bar
'Cause I'm the bigger bar

That'll stick you quicker than
A 'spic will strip a car
My repertoire holds a four star
Performance with all women

Hittin' more skins than Alec Baldwin
You're fallin' in love and you can't get up
Now check the cut, I stripped ya
Now you can't strut, word up

Bet ya man can't do it like that
(Like that?)
He can't work the middle
'Cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it like that
(Like that?)
I make you scream papa
(You the best dada)

Bet ya man can't do it like that
(Like that?)
He can't work the middle
'Cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it like that
(Like that?)
I make you scream papa
(You the best dada)

Yeah, uh, uh, yo
Paradin' in the Palladium
All eyes on my presence
Poppin' the crist', sportin' the chick
Straight out of essence

Word up, patch thug
Three quarter front Polo jiggy
Be like, ?Who is he?
Lookin' like a grizzly?

While your girl watch me
You're busy drink pissy
Wanna lay your love
But your love wanna kiss me, huh

I got a fly team, me and my guys
Gleam like high beams
Makin' the killin' off
Of friends with pipe dreams

It might seem, like
I'm conceited with the cream talk
But I got the kind of green
That could bribe a Supreme Court

And when we talk
The whole world listen
Turn your back to T.S. for one second
And find your girl missin'

Baby, make me holla
Take it off, I give you dolla
We can party till manana
Ain't nobody gotta know nada

Word to Allah
Give me some Mississippi massana
I'll be in the sauna
Troopin' the naga like the chupacabra

Cool it mama, you gettin' too hot
Bust a shot, boo-ya, rub it up and down
Like my oo-wops, Suscia, show me your dirty dance
The way you work the pants make
Any man wanna jerk his gnads

Bet ya man can't do it like that
(Like that?)
He can't work the middle
'Cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it like that
(Like that?)
I make you scream papa
(You the best dada)

Yo, my official like it in
(Shit's)
You like, Keith Murray
Bury my beef, gettin' your sweet cherry
Every week if necessary

I'm very nasty like Nas, did you ask me?
Pass me those, cheeks
(Ass)
And I'll bring you joy like Black Street
In the backseat of my jeep
We can chill or creep like TLC but don't sleep

I keep it real, what the deal mami?
You wanna feel on my steel salami?
Come and try me, I'll sign my name
All over your punani

Ohh mami, you comin' home with me?
All night in my tub drinkin' Hennessey
Gettin' layed up with your thighs up
I'ma surprise her when I rise up, inside her

Yippie kay yay, I'ma ride her
And guide her straight to the triz
Where we goin', straight to the crib
Pun in here and Cuban and Seis

You know what time it is?
Soon as we walk in the crib
Let's get biz, triz, triz, triz
Triz, triz, triz, triz, triz
(Okay)

Since ya man can't do it like Link
(Like Link?)
He can't work the middle
'Cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it like Seis
(Like Seis?)
I make you scream papa
(You the best dada)

Bet ya man can't do it like Crack
(Like Crack?)
He can't work the middle
'Cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it like Pun
(Like Pun?)
I make you scream papa
(You the best bana)

Bet ya man can't do it like Link
(Like Link?)
He can't work the middle
'Cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it like Seis
(Like Seis?)
I make you scream papa
(You the best dada)

Bet ya man can't do it like Crack
(Like Crack?)
He can't work the middle
'Cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it like Pun
(Like Pun?)
I make you scream papa, adios mama
Blam, bang, bang baby   Yeah, Terror Squad style   Trizzie, check it out now      Yo, I'm rated X in sex   I flex like Lex Lugor   So who's next to get   Scooped up by this roughneck from Cuba?      We do maneuvers like Super Dave   Always with a group of babes   Sayin', "Mami's out"   Like Sugar Ray      'Cause Cuban Link don't play miss   I flip and do some strange   (Shit)   Witchu like hit you   With the whips and chains, check it      I get you naked like I'm mystic   'Cause this is thick as a brick   (Dick)   Raw with big that bend it   (Balls)   Now let's get, physical, my jiggable pie      Let this lyrical guy scuba dive   Right between your thighs   I satisfy like a Snickers bar   'Cause I'm the bigger bar      That'll stick you quicker than   A 'spic will strip a car   My repertoire holds a four star   Performance with all women      Hittin' more skins than Alec Baldwin   You're fallin' in love and you can't get up   Now check the cut, I stripped ya   Now you can't strut, word up      Bet ya man can't do it like that   (Like that?)   He can't work the middle   'Cause his thing too little   Bet ya man can't do it like that   (Like that?)   I make you scream papa   (You the best dada)      Bet ya man can't do it like that   (Like that?)   He can't work the middle   'Cause his thing too little   Bet ya man can't do it like that   (Like that?)   I make you scream papa   (You the best dada)      Yeah, uh, uh, yo   Paradin' in the Palladium   All eyes on my presence   Poppin' the crist', sportin' the chick   Straight out of essence      Word up, patch thug   Three quarter front Polo jiggy   Be like, ?Who is he?   Lookin' like a grizzly?      While your girl watch me   You're busy drink pissy   Wanna lay your love   But your love wanna kiss me, huh      I got a fly team, me and my guys   Gleam like high beams   Makin' the killin' off   Of friends with pipe dreams      It might seem, like   I'm conceited with the cream talk   But I got the kind of green   That could bribe a Supreme Court      And when we talk   The whole world listen   Turn your back to T.S. for one second   And find your girl missin'      Baby, make me holla   Take it off, I give you dolla   We can party till manana   Ain't nobody gotta know nada      Word to Allah   Give me some Mississippi massana   I'll be in the sauna   Troopin' the naga like the chupacabra      Cool it mama, you gettin' too hot   Bust a shot, boo-ya, rub it up and down   Like my oo-wops, Suscia, show me your dirty dance   The way you work the pants make   Any man wanna jerk his gnads      Bet ya man can't do it like that   (Like that?)   He can't work the middle   'Cause his thing too little   Bet ya man can't do it like that   (Like that?)   I make you scream papa   (You the best dada)      Yo, my official like it in   (Shit's)   You like, Keith Murray   Bury my beef, gettin' your sweet cherry   Every week if necessary      I'm very nasty like Nas, did you ask me?   Pass me those, cheeks   (Ass)   And I'll bring you joy like Black Street   In the backseat of my jeep   We can chill or creep like TLC but don't sleep      I keep it real, what the deal mami?   You wanna feel on my steel salami?   Come and try me, I'll sign my name   All over your punani      Ohh mami, you comin' home with me?   All night in my tub drinkin' Hennessey   Gettin' layed up with your thighs up   I'ma surprise her when I rise up, inside her      Yippie kay yay, I'ma ride her   And guide her straight to the triz   Where we goin', straight to the crib   Pun in here and Cuban and Seis      You know what time it is?   Soon as we walk in the crib   Let's get biz, triz, triz, triz   Triz, triz, triz, triz, triz   (Okay)      Since ya man can't do it like Link   (Like Link?)   He can't work the middle   'Cause his thing too little   Bet ya man can't do it like Seis   (Like Seis?)   I make you scream papa   (You the best dada)      Bet ya man can't do it like Crack   (Like Crack?)   He can't work the middle   'Cause his thing too little   Bet ya man can't do it like Pun   (Like Pun?)   I make you scream papa   (You the best bana)      Bet ya man can't do it like Link   (Like Link?)   He can't work the middle   'Cause his thing too little   Bet ya man can't do it like Seis   (Like Seis?)   I make you scream papa   (You the best dada)      Bet ya man can't do it like Crack   (Like Crack?)   He can't work the middle   'Cause his thing too little   Bet ya man can't do it like Pun   (Like Pun?)   I make you scream papa, adios mama