Jake One, Blueprint - Scared lyrics
[Jake One, Blueprint - Scared lyrics]
You know what time it is
(you know what time it is) yeah (yeah)
Bad Italian chick, loud mouth, kind of 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 boojie
Shit I couldn't pronounce
In a restaurant she walked up in
Just like it's a house sit back
Crackin jokes with the waiters
In their native language tippin extra big
I didn't get a chance to pay it
My eyes sold a thing cause I
Ain't have to say it
She lookin like a model
Make you want to take it home and spank it
Kool-Aid smiles, every time I seen her naked
Fun to kick it with
But her lifestyle was dangerous ('style was
Dangerous)
I chilled at her spot when I wasn't on tour
Had to keep her on a chain
Cause she kept it so raw (so raw)
She didn't have to tell me what
She did for a living
She had two different apartments
In the same building (same building)
I'm there chillin
Eatin Pop Tarts watching "The Love Boat"
In my drawers, half asleep
(half asleep) , she deep in her blunt smoke
Heard a knock at her door
I thought it might be her folks
She grabbed a burner
Right then some brothers kicked in a deadbolt
(deadbolt)
Ski masks and block hoodies, all that I saw
That 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 (gun shot)
He dropped, body stiff
Blood splattered my shit
I dipped behind the kitchen counter
Not tryin to get hit
Two other dudes still standin
One got a shotty other one a twenty-two
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
(gun shot)
I'm throwin up like a little bitch
There's blood everywhere
She dropped dude's dead body
In a La-Z-Boy chair
Lit a square, call the cops
Told 'em "get over here!" (get over here)
I'm shook until she tell me "ain't
No work up in here" (work up in here)
Cops get there with ambulances
She got all the perfect answers
Totally prepared for what the
5-0 was askin us
I'm panicked but it's obvious this
Chick is a pro file a report
Told 'em everything they wanted to know
(they wanted to know)
She hella calm for a chick
Sittin on so much blow she smile, flirted
Then walked 'em out to the door
Couldn't ignore how shorty looked like
She seen it before
Gangsta (gangsta) , not worried about a thing from the law
I had to ask her a
Question on some serious shit (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?
(you know what time it is) yeah (yeah)
Bad Italian chick, loud mouth, kind of 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 boojie
Shit I couldn't pronounce
In a restaurant she walked up in
Just like it's a house sit back
Crackin jokes with the waiters
In their native language tippin extra big
I didn't get a chance to pay it
My eyes sold a thing cause I
Ain't have to say it
She lookin like a model
Make you want to take it home and spank it
Kool-Aid smiles, every time I seen her naked
Fun to kick it with
But her lifestyle was dangerous ('style was
Dangerous)
I chilled at her spot when I wasn't on tour
Had to keep her on a chain
Cause she kept it so raw (so raw)
She didn't have to tell me what
She did for a living
She had two different apartments
In the same building (same building)
I'm there chillin
Eatin Pop Tarts watching "The Love Boat"
In my drawers, half asleep
(half asleep) , she deep in her blunt smoke
Heard a knock at her door
I thought it might be her folks
She grabbed a burner
Right then some brothers kicked in a deadbolt
(deadbolt)
Ski masks and block hoodies, all that I saw
That 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 (gun shot)
He dropped, body stiff
Blood splattered my shit
I dipped behind the kitchen counter
Not tryin to get hit
Two other dudes still standin
One got a shotty other one a twenty-two
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
(gun shot)
I'm throwin up like a little bitch
There's blood everywhere
She dropped dude's dead body
In a La-Z-Boy chair
Lit a square, call the cops
Told 'em "get over here!" (get over here)
I'm shook until she tell me "ain't
No work up in here" (work up in here)
Cops get there with ambulances
She got all the perfect answers
Totally prepared for what the
5-0 was askin us
I'm panicked but it's obvious this
Chick is a pro file a report
Told 'em everything they wanted to know
(they wanted to know)
She hella calm for a chick
Sittin on so much blow she smile, flirted
Then walked 'em out to the door
Couldn't ignore how shorty looked like
She seen it before
Gangsta (gangsta) , not worried about a thing from the law
I had to ask her a
Question on some serious shit (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?