Testo Scared feat Blueprint - Jake One
Testo della canzone Scared feat Blueprint (Jake One), tratta dall'album White Van Music
You know what time it is
Yeah
Bad Italian chick, loudmouth, kinda thick
Timid in the sack and experienced, scared of the dick
Still she got juice like Tony Soprano
So when I touch down in her town, she scoop me up, pronto
Cracked the bottle on some bougie shit I couldn't pronounce
In the restaurant, she walked up in just like it's a house
Sit back, crackin' jokes with the waiters in their native language
Tip an extra vig', I ain't get a chance to pay it
My eyes told her thanks, I ain't have to say it
She lookin' like a model, make you wanna take her home and spank it
Kool-Aid smiles every time I seen her naked
Fun to kick it with, but her lifestyle was dangerous
I chilled at her spot when I wasn't on tour
Had to keep her on the team 'cause she kept it so raw
She didn't have to tell me what she did for a livin'
She had two different apartments in the same buildin'
I'm there chillin', eatin' Pop Tarts, watchin' The Love Boat
In my drawers half-asleep, she deep in her blunt smoke
Heard a knock at the door, I thought it might be her folks
She grabbed the burner, that's 'til
Some brothers kicked in the deadbolt
Ski masks and black hoodies all that I saw
They saw me but didn't see my shorty down on the floor
I played dumb, homie snatched me up and asked where the coke at
His face exploded, shorty a surgeon with the gat
He dropped, body stiff, blood splattered my shit
I dipped behind the kitchen counter, not tryna get hit
Two other dudes still standin', one got a shotty
Other one a.22 that ain't hurtin' nobody
He started runnin' right past me, forgot I was there
So I trip him up, she grab him, put the gat to his ear
Tell his man to drop the burner or his boy gettin' sprayed
But he ran, so she popped his boy anyway
I'm throwin' up like a lil' bitch, it's blood everywhere
She drop dude's dead body in a La-Z-Boy chair
Lit a square, call the cops, told 'em get over here
I'm shook until she tell me ain't no work up in here
Cops get there with ambulances, she got all the perfect answers
Totally prepared for what the Five-O was askin' us
I'm panicked, but it's obvious this chick is a pro
Filed a report, told 'em everything they wanted to know
She hella calm for a chick sittin' on so much blow
She smiled, flirted, then walked 'em out to the door
Couldn't ignore how shorty looked like she seen it before
Gangsta, not worried 'bout a thing from the law
I had to ask her a question on some serious shit
"These dudes kicked in your door and you ain't even flinch
You just caught two bodies, made another one dip
Girl, you a pro with a gat, but why you scared of the dick?"
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Writer(s): Jake One
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