Whodini, Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz - Can't Get Enough lyrics

I put the helmet on my mic and tackle MC's
I break backs of fat tracks and freeze
And get up on these, and hit your knees
Trick, can do what you do, they call me Peter
Oh, you ain't feelin me? I
Ain't feelin yo ass either
Now if you know this shit when you hear
Drop your blunt and your beer
And put your hands up in the air
Then I steer the 600 and
Flex through your hood
I get your money or girl, I take your car
Then I'm good
Call me the rap killer, thriller
Loungin in my villa i'm chocolate inside
But on the outside vanilla
The darker the berry
They say the juice is mo' sweet
But it's 2 dollars more, bitch
If you want white meat
Now I - never lost a battle in my life


God came close, and yo, I beat Jesus twice
I take it to your block, your party
And do my thing cause I don't give a shit
How you niggas wanna swing

You can get touched
Cause none wanna mess with us
I call your bluff
Cause y'all just be actin' tough
You get bust
Cause competition talks too much
I know it's rough
But y'all still can't get enough

You might think I'm one of those men
Who couldn't keep they woman in check
But all respect to the Ecs passin
Checks while you're payin for sex
You take her out, you buy her things
You bring her flowers come home
And she's with Ecstasy up in the shower
Now picture that, now you wanna get your gat
But I keep a strap, so get your shit exact
I got my shit intact
And it's a fact that Jalil got my
Back at the face of trouble
Get in that ass on the double
We blown like a bubble
Shovelin' and buryin' our way
Up out to rubble, half heart half humble
So all expenses paid as I'm
Headin up this platinum road
I'm out to get it, you can keep your gold
I got an album full of rocks
Good luck to all the labels on lock
In '96 Whodini's callin the shots
It takes two to play this game
But three makes it better
Master Dee, Jalil and Ecstasy
We here forever

You can get touched
Cause none wanna mess with us
I call your bluff
Cause y'all just be actin tough
You get bust
Cause competition talks too much
I know it's rough
But y'all still can't get enough

I can get swift as if I was Mario Andretti
Mastermind, my crime time and
Rhymes keep steady
But I'm quite ready, rhymes cut like Freddy
Now
Give me a mic and a crowd, I'm quite deadly
How tariq, hypnotizin when I'm comin
Out your equalizer
Flee me when you see me, that would be wiser
I know you wanna be me, ridin in my coupe
As I ride by I see you sittin on your stoop
Lookin' funny with no money, but no cash
No honey i was told you can pay to
Make your rainy day sunny
It's the money in my life
Allowin' me to get all that
Honey from your wife
Yeah, she's tall, slim and trife
Sharp like a knife, yet dull like a Sunday
I met her on Monday and fucked her on Monday
That's one way to know that
Money comes and goes
And so do freaks and hoes
That's why I don't trust em
I lust for them, but I gots no love for them
In the winter, I don't got a glove for them
So I keep a steady pace in
This race for these ladies
I got her on tape drinkin Bailey's on gravy

You can get touched
Cause none wanna mess with us
I call your bluff
Cause y'all just be actin tough
You get bust
Cause competition talks too much
I know it's rough
But y'all still can't get enough

I'm smooth as a Lexus
Yet I ride rugged like a jeep
It's the rapper Jalil, money
That's creepin in your sleep
Call me Freddy, except I'm smooth, black
Long and steady ecstasy pass the mic
Cause my rap time's ready
Now who wanna swing it? Don't even sing it
It's party time, put your hands up, players
Bring it
I lounge with the big boys, sippin Crystal
And when the music stops
Find me in the hotel
All my dime pieces in the back, where you at?
I got the fatment
Plus this rap shit keeps me stacked
Fly me on a plane to Jermaine, good lookin
Atlanta, for representin Brooklyn, you shook
And i'm So So Def, and yet I'm so so smooth
Give me a mic and a beat
And watch this blackman move
Takin it to another level, flippin my steez
So get up on these and pass
Them trees if you please

You can get touched
Cause none wanna mess with us
I call your bluff
Cause y'all just be actin tough
You get bust
Cause competition talks too much
I know it's rough
But y'all still can't get enough

And we don't stop whodini
'96 y'all about to do this
And you don't quit