Hitman & Jet 2 Harry Carson Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jet 2]
Look around, what you think
Picture clear enough to paint the sounds if you hear it
Got the whole city runnin' laps, work your calves out
And bring a glass out, and take a sip before you pass out
Bad beezy, named Ce-Ce, hair kinky
Could've been on T.V., she work it out and make her laugh out
Say the flow remind her of Fugee sippin' a Fiji
In 3-D, she got PT and gave me PT in a PT
And TeTe invited me over to watch ET
She a bad B and her favorite channel B-E-T
Cook with extra season, I always tell her be easy
But she as crazy as Chi-Chi, she pass because she pr-e-tty
Always feel the need to compete, well I tell her play power
Let her take the lead while I celebrate ours
Vanilla made, skin lemonade sour
Baby bubble bathe in this Gatorade shower

[Hook: Jet 2]
What made you do that for
Lookin' back at it while you movin' that slow
Movin' that for all that power
Baby bubble bathe in this Gatorade shower

[Verse 2: Hitman]
Back in this bitch like I never left
Still high, blunts back to back like cigarettes
Open thighs closed mind, yeah Hitman ignorant
Speak with yo' actions, cause I ain't into hearin' shit
All that liquor, I'm gone or at least my mind is
No love for you bitches trynna f*ck up my shit Hot topic all I ever was you can't top this
It's nonsense to think I ain't have yo' bitch topless
Who's f*ckin' with me? No one, no lie
I'm at the function with yo' f*ck up while you gets no reply
My swagger on the floor still hittin' the sky
I'm burnin' up, cause I'm one hell of a guy
Been overdue for somethin', haters still mumblin'
High as f*ck the po-pos and niggas still cuffin'
Niggas still trustin' the facts
So fact of the matter, need to see some ass clap, like woah
[Bridge: Hitman & Jet 2]
Something as something
Trynna see that ass clap (repeat 4x)

[Verse 3: Hitman]
f*ckin' with a scorp is like drugs up yo' nose
You addicted, I ain't trippin' f*ck me 'til my eyes close
You a pisces lookin' for a nigga like me
Pass out when we faded nigga havin' high dreams
[Jet 2]
Make life seem as though we rollin' with high beams
Goin' sight seeing knowin' you holdin' the light green
When you my team Tati, such a nice thing
Make my mind fiend, turn my fling to my ring
[Hitman]
Yeah, my ring, yo dream just saying
Buss it open for me, baby I'm tired of playing
Buss it open for me babe (Girl: you like that)
And if it's that good, I'm changing ways

[Bridge: Hitman & Jet 2]

[Hook: Jet 2]