Hooked

(Yo)
Even if you didn't have ears, you better act like you heard of me
Little attitude, plus the 3rd degree
Xtra at your service, as if there's other choices
I got them pretty knees weak, and the panties moistened
West coastin' rag tops, plus most magnificent backdrops
I've seen in my life, not to mention, they love how I breathe on da mic
And I keep a bad bitch, and no dat bitch ain't my wife
And they wonder, how I'm livin' life without live in
The best way to put it to you, my nigga I'm winnin' (Huh)
Then I went in, and this you got from it
Niggas love ya music, but never wanna drop on it
Cursed by the radio, they'll never put a drop on it
Even though my flow is better than chocolate, I'm overlooked
But I'm a keep grindin' til' I'm over booked
And live my life like an open book, look

They love the way I'm shinnin' man, I got em' hooked
They love the way I'm climbin' man, I got em' hooked
No you can't stop my grindin' man, I got em' hooked
I got em' hooked, somebody tell em'
They love the way I'm shinnin' man, I got em' hooked
They love the way I'm climbing man, I got em' hooked
You should work on your timing man, I got em' hooked
"Hey" I got em' hooked "hey" I got em' hooked

Lay back, let me show you how to rock it
Put me in the game, let me show you how to market "huh"
Pass the permanent, I'll show you how to mark it
This my house, don't walk yo shoes across my carpet
Find the sofa and park it, listen and get laced up
I look good, but even better from the waist up
You say you work, but you aint even got a pay stub
You actin too frugal babe, you need to step yo taste up
It's xclusive, I always got the new shit
Extra extravagant like a cruise ship, "yeah"
Fasten ya loose lips, and don't slip I'm too slick
Don't fuck around, and get boom bipped
Track don' got a virus boy its too sick
Niggas always loud talk, never do shit
"Ooh" shit, I know you feelin dat, is that xtra, yeah he killin' dat
Now put ha hands up high, where the ceiling at
And then never take em' down boy, this is my town boy
Right now I'm bein fitted for a crown boy,
You with dat fuck shit, ya lookin like a clown boy
I laughs at ya, funny how you say its movin' fast at ya
This shit look like the matrix to me
Boy lookin mighty thirsty, hella anxious to me
I ain't got no time for it, I got places to be (see)

They love the way I'm shinnin' man, I got em' hooked
They love the way I'm climbin' man, I got em' hooked
No you can't stop my grindin' man, I got em' hooked
I got em' hooked, somebody tell em'
They love the way I'm shinnin' man, I got em' hooked
They love the way I'm climbing man, I got em' hooked
You should work on your timing man, I got em' hooked
"Hey" I got em' hooked "hey" I got em' hooked

Yeah they love the way I'm shinnin' man, I got em' hooked
I'm a keep grindin' man, I got em' hooked
And I'm a keep climbin' man, I got em' hooked
"Hey" I got em' hooked "hey" I got em' hooked



Credits
Writer(s): William Mcclain
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