Dont Push Me - Jay Dub

Dont Push Me - Jay Dub
Yea yea yea
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I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
Cause it can go from 1 to 10 real swiftly
Fisticuffs
I'm fit to bust a dude
Yea
I fight filthy
I'ma dirty dude
Shank a dude with a glass
Break a wooden chair in half
Break on a dude back
Then stand back and laugh
Like it's a funny joke
Light a dude up with both hands
Like planes upon approach
You just a cockroach
And one
I gotta squash
So what you got the most
I see you acting posh
But to me it doesn't matter
Tweeting on your Macintosh
I'll make you eat the apple
Punch your throat make applesauce
You only acting boss
But now your reign is over
I could take this over
With your raps about your baking soda
Cooking in the kitchen
And bringing down the black race
Just like the 50s when whites
Were dressing in black face
I'm used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used to whipping a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
Damn another chance
To show these dudes how
We put dudes in the hospital in critical
Condition when we hit
A missing tooth up in ya smile
I flew in town
Your girl she picked me up
And licked me down damn
I guess she's 'bout to have a broken heart
All I want is p**sy
Baby girl
I know ya smart
So when I tell ya
That your p**sy is a work of art
Baby
It's nothing more
I'm a p**sy connoisseur
Dudes is hating from afar
And taking lots of garbage
You stealing from the hardest
No dude you are not a artist
Ain't a creator or
Go where the music takes ya
You just out to make the paper
That candy crap now and laters
Well
I'll just snicker
Unwrapping my 100 grand
While you waste time on your twitter
And talk to your 100 fans
Ya
I seen 'em
Them dudes that's saying the lyricists
If I made a list of the best
You wouldn't come near it b**ch
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
Ay ay yo that's the truth
It's potent like sippin' 100 proof
I'm not even gon' respond
I'll just see what your numbers do
Ya u don't wanna see me on a stage
Haters hate to see me
Hate to see me getting paid
That's how them players play
If you ain't know I'm from the a
Home of the asswhoopin'
Fat asses and alize
My ni**a pass the ye
Naw naw
I mean the album
We need some controversy
Already lost malcolm
Now that
I got my talcum
It's time to slap a snitch
You got monopoly money
You only acting rich
I throw up a black fist
Must be something
I ate
Probably some emcess
Yea I'm stacking my plate
Like back in the day
Before this rock and pop
My gun a B boy
He like to pop and lock
My girl too hot to trot
That's why
I call her Philly
Cause when it come to beef
Can't mess with my b
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too
So don't push me
I used to getting paper
Used to getting p**sy
I'm used whippin' a** too