Paradise

Cal, Cal, Cal [x4]

[Verse 1:]

It's all about that cash money that I'm makin (that's right)
And crooked Ass cop tryin to shake in take it
They can never understand how a woman could be a hustlas
Without gettin laid, I make my money game
I don't promote a violent attitude, but my mind snaps
To cause psychological flashbacks, so listen up ya'll
This shit can get a bit explicit, come closer so you don't miss it
As A girl was taught to respect those who respect me
But now that I've grown up, that seems have changed
Nobody ? the cops really gives a fuck about cha
Life is go on fine with or with out cha, that's why you need to learn
The tricks of the trade keep ya' glock cocked so you can get paid
And catch a po-po slippin
while he tryin to jack a nigga for his riches, yea

[Chorus:]

True devotion
That's what it is
To the hustlas and the playas
Yea that's right
Got a notion
I got a notion
To smoke the playa haters

[Verse 2:]

They try to murda, murda


Or get the young nigga for his churta
Better respect it, cause' if you won't
That's when they hit cha wit' a bomb rush
Shake down beat down coutin yo ends as they roll through town
I'm goinn to flip'em, if I catch a sucka strippin
Extra clip on my hip I don't slip
We can go toe to toe so that cha know
Like Roy Jones it'll be another KO
1st knock out drag out like heavyweight champion ?
I surrounded be demons that wanna try me it seems like time
Is steadily passin by me, in a rubble of greed I'm steady striven
I just keep on keep on survivin (yea)

[Repeat chorus]

[Verse 3]

Well if you ask me no question I can tell you no lies
Nothin comes easy in life it's all about Paradise
I'm not the whose to blame for the fame I can't be tamed
I'm not takin no shorts I kick ass and take names
They wanna hold me back, but I'm goinn make my stack
I'm livin phat and you can best believe that
It's gettin hectic but check it I'm not a busta
I gotta show my devotion to all the hustlas (yea)

[Chorus repeats and fades]

[1] - Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, groove with me
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, groove with me

So you're trippin', cuz I'm a little rougher than you're used to
I ain't the one you act a fool to
Step to me roam, and I'mma snap your neck
And put your ho in check, and if ya take another step... [gun cocks]
Back in the day, if I will remember
You had the hanky for a hoochie now you're frontin' when you're near me
And you know a hoochie ain't a hizoe
That's why you gotta gizo
But really you don't here me though
But anyway, I ain't trippin'
So don't you slip, cuz I'm dippin'
This sucka you ain't pimpin', uh
You gotta step to a hoochie with a little more game on your tongue
Oh yes, I get hung
And I don't need a father figure
Daddy dearest tryna nut up
Put your game up or shut the fuck up
And about that little tramp you supportin'
You're starin' me down, but I'm that hoochie you was shortin'

[Repeat 1]

Everybody's out to dis a hoochie, but don't even front
Just slide up a blunt
You gots to groove me to step to me
Ooh-ee ooh-ee, do he want me?
Or is he just a freaky brother fiendin' for some booty?
And thinkin' a bad ass hoochie might give the skins quicker
You got another thing comin' little nigga
We grew up on the same block, we went through the same
Now how you gonna have me deal with you?
You'se a trick
We both saw your momma get beat down by your pops


And saw your auntie get freaked down by your pops
And watched your ass get toe down
Just like your pops, and you gets no props
Now you're tryna educate your mind
Five percent and Klein, and you never touch the swine
But what about that old fade that you're sportin'?
You're starin' me down, but I'm that hoochie you was shortin'

[Repeat 1]

So step to the left of mine
Cock it out when I'm ringin' your chimes
A chocolate brotha on my arm, and he's fine
Yeah, and I'm...
Groovin' cuz I know he's right here
And can't nobody jump in my groove, I pumps fear
And y'all be lookin' at my man, however I'm peepin' you
A hoochie or not, my size 8 will be deep in you
Forget the peace treaty when you're steppin' to a sweetie
Sucka, you can't understand
I got his back-up if he needs me
Just like that Bonnie and Clyde, or that busta and that hoochie
Yeah, I gotta have me a brotha strong enough to groove me

Groove with me
So come on and groove me
Even though I'm a hoo-hoo-hoochie

Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochies need love too
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, even though I'm a hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, don't ya know we need love too
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, even though I'm a hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochies need love too
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, even though, even though I'm a hoochie

Cal, Cal, Cal [x4]

[Verse 1:]

It's all about that cash money that I'm makin (that's right)
And crooked Ass cop tryin to shake in take it
They can never understand how a woman could be a hustlas
Without gettin laid, I make my money game
I don't promote a violent attitude, but my mind snaps
To cause psychological flashbacks, so listen up ya'll
This shit can get a bit explicit, come closer so you don't miss it
As A girl was taught to respect those who respect me
But now that I've grown up, that seems have changed
Nobody ? the cops really gives a fuck about cha
Life is go on fine with or with out cha, that's why you need to learn
The tricks of the trade keep ya' glock cocked so you can get paid
And catch a po-po slippin
while he tryin to jack a nigga for his riches, yea

[Chorus:]

True devotion
That's what it is
To the hustlas and the playas
Yea that's right
Got a notion
I got a notion
To smoke the playa haters

[Verse 2:]

They try to murda, murda


Or get the young nigga for his churta
Better respect it, cause' if you won't
That's when they hit cha wit' a bomb rush
Shake down beat down coutin yo ends as they roll through town
I'm goinn to flip'em, if I catch a sucka strippin
Extra clip on my hip I don't slip
We can go toe to toe so that cha know
Like Roy Jones it'll be another KO
1st knock out drag out like heavyweight champion ?
I surrounded be demons that wanna try me it seems like time
Is steadily passin by me, in a rubble of greed I'm steady striven
I just keep on keep on survivin (yea)

[Repeat chorus]

[Verse 3]

Well if you ask me no question I can tell you no lies
Nothin comes easy in life it's all about Paradise
I'm not the whose to blame for the fame I can't be tamed
I'm not takin no shorts I kick ass and take names
They wanna hold me back, but I'm goinn make my stack
I'm livin phat and you can best believe that
It's gettin hectic but check it I'm not a busta
I gotta show my devotion to all the hustlas (yea)

[Chorus repeats and fades]