CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Rush Hour 2
RJ
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy (RJ always tripping, man)
Scam this, scam that, ayy
RJ always tripping, man
Sh*ttyBoyz
Huh, lil' sl*t, I been turnt
Punch all day, now my fists hurt
Two cards, which one gon' hit first?
Goddamn, boy, watch this b*t*h skrrt
Ho asking me what my fit worth
I just want the head, lil' b*t*h, do yo lips work?
Scam another granny, I'm a big j*rk
I been hitting stores all day, this my fifth clerk
Man, don't get put on life support
Hit an opp from his blindside, feel like Michael Oher
Had a ball with the slides, swiped the Lord
Tryna fight a .30 clip? Boy, you gon' fight the Lord
I ain't take [?] but this all facts
Hundred round on the chop, that's where my balls at
Mitchell & Ness, b*t*h, you all cap
Made yo b*t*h eat calamari off my ballsack
Main b*t*h do the Matrix, told her fall back
Bought the jam pack off the site but they all smack
My shooter got Air Forces on and they all black
No cap, boy, I got some in this backpack
If it's up then it's stuck, I failed physics
Hit the two-step when I seen the mail shipped
B*t*h asked for a hand, I don't sell mints
Cooking up with the fire, Hell's Kitchen
She see us together, I don't, I'm Ray Charles
N***a tryna rap battle, n***a, this ain't 8 Mile
Got a real-a** chop for that fake smile
Thinking you a ape in that BAPE, boy, you ain't wild
Cha Cha with the clerk, I'ma slide
Skating in the Scat, buckle up if you ride
Turn around, let me hit it from the side
Want you and yo friend, really can't decide
No cap, really getting active, man
In Rush Hour, cutting up like I'm Jackie Chan
Bro said he can't perp but his Fanta can
I'll slide down with them cannons, Camera Man
We be grabbing jacks off the family plan
Stop acting like you tough, you a family man
Fight? You better come with a backup plan
Fit European but the chop came from Pakistan
Caught the sniffles, I was riding with the coldest b*t*h
Feel like Houdini, hitting ham with the oldest trick
F**king with this big booty b*t*h, almost broke my d**k
Worry 'bout my roll, I ain't worried 'bout the coldest fit
Damn near broke the brick
Play tee on, you can't tell I'm emotionless
Pulled up looking for a fight, found hopelessness
her hands bisexual, I'll fold a b*t*h
Sleep OT, getting money in my dreams
Lil' b*t*h like my drawers, tryna get in my jeans
Something like a point guard, pa** her to the team
I'm the Punch God, b*t*h, I'ma grab her for the free
B*t*h, bend it over, I'ma stab like Scream
On the 'Gram, getting head while I'm laughing at memes
Scam star, b*t*h got me stiff-arming fiends
You don't really get no money, think you boycotting cheese
Huh, think you boycotting cheese
Huh, got it for the free
Huh, got it for the cheap
Punch God, b*t*h, got it all off a piece
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Yo b*t*h a** fat, ayy
Came through with racks, ayy
My d**k too black, ayy
Hold on, bet, ayy
Hold on, b*t*h, n***a
Hold on, n***a, I'll freestyle
That's what I just did
Hold on
Lil' b*t*h, lil' sl*t, what?
Lil' this, lil' what, what?
Lil' b*t*h, I'm tryna f**k (Man)
Turn around, let me bust a nut
Clap that a**, b*t*h, ayy, ayy
Clap that a**, b*t*h, ayy, ayy
Clap that a**, b*t*h
And if you got good credit, I'ma, ayy
I'ma scam that man
Hold on, I'ma ham that man
What? I'ma jam again
Jump up and slam again
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy (RJ always tripping, man)
Scam this, scam that, ayy
RJ always tripping, man
Sh*ttyBoyz
Huh, lil' sl*t, I been turnt
Punch all day, now my fists hurt
Two cards, which one gon' hit first?
Goddamn, boy, watch this b*t*h skrrt
Ho asking me what my fit worth
I just want the head, lil' b*t*h, do yo lips work?
Scam another granny, I'm a big j*rk
I been hitting stores all day, this my fifth clerk
Man, don't get put on life support
Hit an opp from his blindside, feel like Michael Oher
Had a ball with the slides, swiped the Lord
Tryna fight a .30 clip? Boy, you gon' fight the Lord
I ain't take [?] but this all facts
Hundred round on the chop, that's where my balls at
Mitchell & Ness, b*t*h, you all cap
Made yo b*t*h eat calamari off my ballsack
Main b*t*h do the Matrix, told her fall back
Bought the jam pack off the site but they all smack
My shooter got Air Forces on and they all black
No cap, boy, I got some in this backpack
If it's up then it's stuck, I failed physics
Hit the two-step when I seen the mail shipped
B*t*h asked for a hand, I don't sell mints
Cooking up with the fire, Hell's Kitchen
She see us together, I don't, I'm Ray Charles
N***a tryna rap battle, n***a, this ain't 8 Mile
Got a real-a** chop for that fake smile
Thinking you a ape in that BAPE, boy, you ain't wild
Cha Cha with the clerk, I'ma slide
Skating in the Scat, buckle up if you ride
Turn around, let me hit it from the side
Want you and yo friend, really can't decide
No cap, really getting active, man
In Rush Hour, cutting up like I'm Jackie Chan
Bro said he can't perp but his Fanta can
I'll slide down with them cannons, Camera Man
We be grabbing jacks off the family plan
Stop acting like you tough, you a family man
Fight? You better come with a backup plan
Fit European but the chop came from Pakistan
Caught the sniffles, I was riding with the coldest b*t*h
Feel like Houdini, hitting ham with the oldest trick
F**king with this big booty b*t*h, almost broke my d**k
Worry 'bout my roll, I ain't worried 'bout the coldest fit
Damn near broke the brick
Play tee on, you can't tell I'm emotionless
Pulled up looking for a fight, found hopelessness
her hands bisexual, I'll fold a b*t*h
Sleep OT, getting money in my dreams
Lil' b*t*h like my drawers, tryna get in my jeans
Something like a point guard, pa** her to the team
I'm the Punch God, b*t*h, I'ma grab her for the free
B*t*h, bend it over, I'ma stab like Scream
On the 'Gram, getting head while I'm laughing at memes
Scam star, b*t*h got me stiff-arming fiends
You don't really get no money, think you boycotting cheese
Huh, think you boycotting cheese
Huh, got it for the free
Huh, got it for the cheap
Punch God, b*t*h, got it all off a piece
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Scam this, scam that, ayy
Yo b*t*h a** fat, ayy
Came through with racks, ayy
My d**k too black, ayy
Hold on, bet, ayy
Hold on, b*t*h, n***a
Hold on, n***a, I'll freestyle
That's what I just did
Hold on
Lil' b*t*h, lil' sl*t, what?
Lil' this, lil' what, what?
Lil' b*t*h, I'm tryna f**k (Man)
Turn around, let me bust a nut
Clap that a**, b*t*h, ayy, ayy
Clap that a**, b*t*h, ayy, ayy
Clap that a**, b*t*h
And if you got good credit, I'ma, ayy
I'ma scam that man
Hold on, I'ma ham that man
What? I'ma jam again
Jump up and slam again
