Wu-Tang Clan, Tash Mahogany, Sunny Valentine, Streetlife - Starter lyrics
[Wu-Tang Clan, Tash Mahogany, Sunny Valentine, Streetlife - Starter lyrics]
She's my number one gangsta chick
(my starter) She's my number
One starter chick
She's my number one drafted pick
She's my number one line on the hit
I only wanna see it
(my starter) It's truly needed
When the ball drops
Anything she say, you know I'm gonna do
(my starter)
Watch out, watch out, when that ball drops
You's a starter, like Candace Parker
Take flight like Skywalker
Might wolf it on ya father
Student Athlete, player of the week
GPA 40 and her game's complete
Skintone buttercream, all defensive team
Dreamgirl like Jennifer Hudson
You're my Queen
To be, I'm ya King, keep ya under the wing
Together we can capture the ring
You the human highlight, body type
Just right
Hairdo stay tight, go hard ball all night
All-star shine so bright hall of famer
About to take the game to new heights
You're my number one draft pick
McDonald classic no look dunks to the basket
Yeah, yeah, that's mine, that's mine
Blunt smoke, fifth hundred stroke
I'm going nuts, full clip
Shoot up her fat lips and round butt
Catch Heat when I'm In Too Deep
The answer beeps
She take dives on the busiest streets
Whatever situation or the circumstances
Outdoor, indoor, she's taking the chances
Hotel, motel or Holiday Inn
Overlooking that bible, she continued to sin
Spread wide on the desk
Paperwork all in a mess
While the ceiling fan blowing her dress
Ten minutes of jerking along
With the slurping
Her skirt hid her talent until
I raised the curtains
Showtime at the Apollo, she'll follow my lead
Then get on her knees, then swallow her pride
Strapped and ready to ride
Yeah, that's my down bitch
That's my down bitch
Anything she do for her man
If it's lying on the stand
Fish frying in the pan
She a Queen like Liz the third, wicked curves
On her worst day still
Rocking linens and furs
How she do it in the sack
Jazz music in the back
Flat blew a nigga back, act two
I'm into that
Damn right, she the star of my team
When we stepped on the strip, baby girl
We the heart of the scene
Whether Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan or Queens
Staten Island, she styling, if not
She's not seen
Playboy status, every man's lust
She acting all shy, but she likes handcuffs
I'm the first on the court
First to hit the dance floor
The floss in this rap sport
What more can ya ask for?
Let ya glass pour, Wu Tang is here now
All my Independent Women
Time to let ya hair down
Bottles popping, everything is fair ground
Fresh legs, window shopping
Can't help to stare it down
You'se a starter cuz I chose ya first
Baby, you'se a starter
Where you throw that skirt
Lady, you'se a starter, way ya hold it down
Yeah, I'm Cold Blooded, then ya love my style
This is rush hour traffic
First one to merk off
It's like clockwork, first to get ya work off
I'm the workhorse, Killa Bee performer
Pro darter, starter, not a bench warmer
What?
You've learned how to kill
Every moved you make is trained to that end
Yet, we wish to preserve life
The first thing to learn, is that difference
Then you can start training with us
From the beginning
(my starter) She's my number
One starter chick
She's my number one drafted pick
She's my number one line on the hit
I only wanna see it
(my starter) It's truly needed
When the ball drops
Anything she say, you know I'm gonna do
(my starter)
Watch out, watch out, when that ball drops
You's a starter, like Candace Parker
Take flight like Skywalker
Might wolf it on ya father
Student Athlete, player of the week
GPA 40 and her game's complete
Skintone buttercream, all defensive team
Dreamgirl like Jennifer Hudson
You're my Queen
To be, I'm ya King, keep ya under the wing
Together we can capture the ring
You the human highlight, body type
Just right
Hairdo stay tight, go hard ball all night
All-star shine so bright hall of famer
About to take the game to new heights
You're my number one draft pick
McDonald classic no look dunks to the basket
Yeah, yeah, that's mine, that's mine
Blunt smoke, fifth hundred stroke
I'm going nuts, full clip
Shoot up her fat lips and round butt
Catch Heat when I'm In Too Deep
The answer beeps
She take dives on the busiest streets
Whatever situation or the circumstances
Outdoor, indoor, she's taking the chances
Hotel, motel or Holiday Inn
Overlooking that bible, she continued to sin
Spread wide on the desk
Paperwork all in a mess
While the ceiling fan blowing her dress
Ten minutes of jerking along
With the slurping
Her skirt hid her talent until
I raised the curtains
Showtime at the Apollo, she'll follow my lead
Then get on her knees, then swallow her pride
Strapped and ready to ride
Yeah, that's my down bitch
That's my down bitch
Anything she do for her man
If it's lying on the stand
Fish frying in the pan
She a Queen like Liz the third, wicked curves
On her worst day still
Rocking linens and furs
How she do it in the sack
Jazz music in the back
Flat blew a nigga back, act two
I'm into that
Damn right, she the star of my team
When we stepped on the strip, baby girl
We the heart of the scene
Whether Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan or Queens
Staten Island, she styling, if not
She's not seen
Playboy status, every man's lust
She acting all shy, but she likes handcuffs
I'm the first on the court
First to hit the dance floor
The floss in this rap sport
What more can ya ask for?
Let ya glass pour, Wu Tang is here now
All my Independent Women
Time to let ya hair down
Bottles popping, everything is fair ground
Fresh legs, window shopping
Can't help to stare it down
You'se a starter cuz I chose ya first
Baby, you'se a starter
Where you throw that skirt
Lady, you'se a starter, way ya hold it down
Yeah, I'm Cold Blooded, then ya love my style
This is rush hour traffic
First one to merk off
It's like clockwork, first to get ya work off
I'm the workhorse, Killa Bee performer
Pro darter, starter, not a bench warmer
What?
You've learned how to kill
Every moved you make is trained to that end
Yet, we wish to preserve life
The first thing to learn, is that difference
Then you can start training with us
From the beginning