JADAKISS, KNOCK YOURSELF OUT Letras de Canciones

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Uh huh, you know where I'm takin' this
Takin' it right there, they leave me no choice
Uh, uh, oh

She said she was a model for a year and a half
And if she took her pins out then her hair dropped down to her calf
I knew a man, he was just up North
And would've got left up North, but he was the chef up North

Anyway I'm K I double
All I do is get dough, spit flows, try to stay out of trouble
If you ready, we could move, just lose your man
Or hit the dance floor, I'll show you how to do my dance

Or I might let you play in the garden, or sit up
In that white thing and listen to the greatest of Marvin
The estate got six locations
Take so long to get to the front, once I missed probation

And I hate to brag, I know ya man really
Wouldn't like the Beretta but he'd hate the Mag
And yeah, here go a blank check, rock yourself out
But in the mean time girl, knock yourself out

Oh, you modellin' momma?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna let ya hair down?
(Go ahead)
(Knock yourself out)
Oh, you ready to move?
(Let's go)
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna sit in the Coupe?
(Come on)
(Knock yourself out)

Wanna keep on dancin'?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna run in my mansion?
(Knock yourself out)
Sit in V.I.P.?
(Come on)
(Knock yourself out)
Bitch, you just wanna be seen
(Knock yourself out)

Now, you can knock yourself out like you boxin' yourself
Or you can get real freaky, start poppin' yourself
And my watch got so many rocks, when you look at the time
It's sorta like you watchin' yourself, uhh

Front if you want, I puff a few blunts
And take a cruise in a Porsche with the trunk in the front
She had the Jocko B'sure sandals, told her hop in
The coupe blew her mind when she couldn't find the door handles

Attitude very high maintenance, check this out ma
I'm runnin' out of my patience
Don't sleep with me? Then don't speak with me
And neva talk bad 'bout niggaz that eat with me

Oh, you modellin' momma?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna let ya hair down?
(Go ahead)
(Knock yourself out)
Oh, you ready to move?
(Let's go)
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna sit in the Coupe?
(Come on)
(Knock yourself out)

Wanna keep on dancin'?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna run in my mansion?
(Knock yourself out)
Sit in V.I.P.?
(Come on)
(Knock yourself out)
Bitch, you just wanna be seen
(Knock yourself out)

Aiyyo, honey, know I'm waitin' to leave
Keep dancin, 'cause I like how that ass shake in them capris
I'm like Big, with the murder mamis up in Belize
But I'll still fuck a chickenhead like Lil' Cease

I don't care if they model, bet they all gon' chill
First nigga to cook base on a Foreman grill
And you might win some, but you just lost one
Kiss miseducates 'em like Lauryn Hill

Oh, you modellin' momma?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna let ya hair down?
(Go ahead)
(Knock yourself out)
Oh, you ready to move?
(Let's go)
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna sit in the Coupe?
(Come on)
(Knock yourself out)

Wanna keep on dancin'?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna run in my mansion?
(Knock yourself out)
Sit in V.I.P.?
(Knock yourself out)
Bitch, you just wanna be seen
(Go ahead)
(Knock yourself out)

Oh, you modellin' momma?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna let ya hair down?
(Go ahead)
(Knock yourself out)
Oh, you ready to move?
(Let's go)
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna sit in the Coupe?
(Come on)
(Knock yourself out)

Wanna keep on dancin'?
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna run in my mansion?
(Knock yourself out)
Sit in V.I.P.?
(Knock yourself out)
Bitch, you just wanna be seen
(Go ahead)
(Knock yourself out)

Oh, you modellin' momma?
(Knock yourself out)
(Knock yourself out)
Oh, you ready to move?
(Knock yourself out)
(Go ahead)
(Knock yourself out)
Wanna keep on dancin'?
(Knock yourself out)