| Song | Nehanda & Cream |
| Artist | Masta Killa |
| Album | Made In Brooklyn |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Masta Killa | |
| **Heavy Crowds & Conversations** | |
| (Lady #1) Damn! they be havin' us out for like a Hour! | |
| (Lady #2) See that's why I don't be fuckin' wit Clubs | |
| (Lady #1) Yea that Fat Ass bouncer, he was out to dick | |
| (Lady #2) Girl I need a drink | |
| (Lady #1) Me too | |
| (Lady #1) What you gettin' to drink ? | |
| (Lady #2) Tss. I think I'm get me a Sex on the Beach | |
| (Lady #1) Yea that sounds good | |
| (Lady #1) Let me get Two orders to Sex on the Beach | |
| (Lady #2) Yo did I tell you what Happened wit Tameka and her Man | |
| (Lady #1) No, what Happened ? | |
| (Lady #2) Yo she gon' fuck her sister yo | |
| (Lady #1) WORD !! - Oh that's fucked up! | |
| (Lady #2) Yo I would of fucked that bitch up | |
| (Lady #1) Niggaz ain't shit | |
| (Lady #2) Yo they sure ain't | |
| (Lady #2) Damn they takin' long wit our Drinks | |
| (Lady #1) Yea they sure are | |
| (Lady #1) Yo look at that nigga over there he look good | |
| (Lady #2) WHERE ?? | |
| (Lady #1) Over that on the corner by the Speaker | |
| (Lady #1) You don't see 'em ? | |
| (Lady #2) Girl he aiiight | |
| (Lady #1) He over that lookin' all serious | |
| (Lady #1) He might have a nice sized dick I could do some squats on | |
| (Lady #2)*Laughs* Yo you crazy - but you might be right | |
| (Lady #1) HMMMMM! *Laughs* | |
| (Lady #1) Oh they playin' that shit, Ole school; | |
| (Lady #1) I wanna go ova there and dance wit 'em - come wit me | |
| (Lady #2) Girl you crazy - I ain't goin' ova there | |
| (Lady #1) Come on don't be like that, I can't go bye myself | |
| *Music starts right away* | |
| (Verse 1) | |
| They be like send us out to Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan | |
| The Bronx, Harlem and Island of Staten | |
| Just a Dedication to Radio Station | |
| DJ's across the Nation | |
| The East is in da House tonight | |
| Hold ya ladies tight | |
| Pour lil love out Queen, get ya head right | |
| She stood out like 5'3", sexy as she wanna be me | |
| I'm in the cut didn't think she could see | |
| She approach politely and asked "Could I assist" | |
| -> "In a dance wit her and her Sis" | |
| How can I resist an offer so grand ? | |
| She said they need a man, to stand | |
| Why they lock hands | |
| Sounds like a plan wit ya Golden son Tan | |
| Her sista is like BK and Brown | |
| She from Uptown, lil sis strokin' my back | |
| I'm in the middle wit the Two step | |
| Leavin' it simple, On and on party til we break | |
| (Hook: Masta Killa) | |
| Yea we get drunk and we stay high | |
| We known to take Money and keep the fam fly | |
| Guns still bust so please don't try | |
| All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high | |
| (Verse 2) | |
| Yea you rollin' wit live from Brooklyn, it's the Squad | |
| Hard hittin', face slittin', guns tottin' | |
| They let them niggaz in the party ? | |
| DAMN! they gon' fuck it up | |
| Brothers ain't *?Corrupt?* it's just how we came up | |
| Rough, tough from the City | |
| Pretty ass Pats, strung hung myself young | |
| When I think back sometimes - I wanna roll one | |
| Just blow one - and sit back | |
| Unwind, kill a lil time, you know ? | |
| (Hook: Masta Killa) | |
| Yea cuz we get drunk and we stay high | |
| We known to take Money and keep the fam fly | |
| Guns still bust so please don't try | |
| All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high | |
| (Verse 3) | |
| So peace, Happy Physical day, if it's your Birthday | |
| More power moves to make, cake to take | |
| Be Thankful for the food you ate, let's Celebrate | |
| People on the Ecstasy - Please don't OD (Overdose) | |
| It's really not Healthy for your body and Mind | |
| Come wind, wind, wind | |
| Pretty young ladies let your Mind float | |
| To another place, taste raw dope | |
| Track as like Coke - Niggaz slingin' Soap | |
| Compare to what I wrote - NOPE! |
| zuo qu : Masta Killa | |
| Heavy Crowds Conversations | |
| Lady 1 Damn! they be havin' us out for like a Hour! | |
| Lady 2 See that' s why I don' t be fuckin' wit Clubs | |
| Lady 1 Yea that Fat Ass bouncer, he was out to dick | |
| Lady 2 Girl I need a drink | |
| Lady 1 Me too | |
| Lady 1 What you gettin' to drink nbsp? | |
| Lady 2 Tss. I think I' m get me a Sex on the Beach | |
| Lady 1 Yea that sounds good | |
| Lady 1 Let me get Two orders to Sex on the Beach | |
| Lady 2 Yo did I tell you what Happened wit Tameka and her Man | |
| Lady 1 No, what Happened nbsp? | |
| Lady 2 Yo she gon' fuck her sister yo | |
| Lady 1 WORD nbsp!! Oh that' s fucked up! | |
| Lady 2 Yo I would of fucked that bitch up | |
| Lady 1 Niggaz ain' t shit | |
| Lady 2 Yo they sure ain' t | |
| Lady 2 Damn they takin' long wit our Drinks | |
| Lady 1 Yea they sure are | |
| Lady 1 Yo look at that nigga over there he look good | |
| Lady 2 WHERE nbsp?? | |
| Lady 1 Over that on the corner by the Speaker | |
| Lady 1 You don' t see ' em nbsp? | |
| Lady 2 Girl he aiiight | |
| Lady 1 He over that lookin' all serious | |
| Lady 1 He might have a nice sized dick I could do some squats on | |
| Lady 2 Laughs Yo you crazy but you might be right | |
| Lady 1 HMMMMM! Laughs | |
| Lady 1 Oh they playin' that shit, Ole school | |
| Lady 1 I wanna go ova there and dance wit ' em come wit me | |
| Lady 2 Girl you crazy I ain' t goin' ova there | |
| Lady 1 Come on don' t be like that, I can' t go bye myself | |
| Music starts right away | |
| Verse 1 | |
| They be like send us out to Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan | |
| The Bronx, Harlem and Island of Staten | |
| Just a Dedication to Radio Station | |
| DJ' s across the Nation | |
| The East is in da House tonight | |
| Hold ya ladies tight | |
| Pour lil love out Queen, get ya head right | |
| She stood out like 5' 3", sexy as she wanna be me | |
| I' m in the cut didn' t think she could see | |
| She approach politely and asked " Could I assist" | |
| " In a dance wit her and her Sis" | |
| How can I resist an offer so grand nbsp? | |
| She said they need a man, to stand | |
| Why they lock hands | |
| Sounds like a plan wit ya Golden son Tan | |
| Her sista is like BK and Brown | |
| She from Uptown, lil sis strokin' my back | |
| I' m in the middle wit the Two step | |
| Leavin' it simple, On and on party til we break | |
| Hook: Masta Killa | |
| Yea we get drunk and we stay high | |
| We known to take Money and keep the fam fly | |
| Guns still bust so please don' t try | |
| All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Yea you rollin' wit live from Brooklyn, it' s the Squad | |
| Hard hittin', face slittin', guns tottin' | |
| They let them niggaz in the party nbsp? | |
| DAMN! they gon' fuck it up | |
| Brothers ain' t ? Corrupt? it' s just how we came up | |
| Rough, tough from the City | |
| Pretty ass Pats, strung hung myself young | |
| When I think back sometimes I wanna roll one | |
| Just blow one and sit back | |
| Unwind, kill a lil time, you know nbsp? | |
| Hook: Masta Killa | |
| Yea cuz we get drunk and we stay high | |
| We known to take Money and keep the fam fly | |
| Guns still bust so please don' t try | |
| All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high | |
| Verse 3 | |
| So peace, Happy Physical day, if it' s your Birthday | |
| More power moves to make, cake to take | |
| Be Thankful for the food you ate, let' s Celebrate | |
| People on the Ecstasy Please don' t OD Overdose | |
| It' s really not Healthy for your body and Mind | |
| Come wind, wind, wind | |
| Pretty young ladies let your Mind float | |
| To another place, taste raw dope | |
| Track as like Coke Niggaz slingin' Soap | |
| Compare to what I wrote NOPE! |
| zuò qǔ : Masta Killa | |
| Heavy Crowds Conversations | |
| Lady 1 Damn! they be havin' us out for like a Hour! | |
| Lady 2 See that' s why I don' t be fuckin' wit Clubs | |
| Lady 1 Yea that Fat Ass bouncer, he was out to dick | |
| Lady 2 Girl I need a drink | |
| Lady 1 Me too | |
| Lady 1 What you gettin' to drink nbsp? | |
| Lady 2 Tss. I think I' m get me a Sex on the Beach | |
| Lady 1 Yea that sounds good | |
| Lady 1 Let me get Two orders to Sex on the Beach | |
| Lady 2 Yo did I tell you what Happened wit Tameka and her Man | |
| Lady 1 No, what Happened nbsp? | |
| Lady 2 Yo she gon' fuck her sister yo | |
| Lady 1 WORD nbsp!! Oh that' s fucked up! | |
| Lady 2 Yo I would of fucked that bitch up | |
| Lady 1 Niggaz ain' t shit | |
| Lady 2 Yo they sure ain' t | |
| Lady 2 Damn they takin' long wit our Drinks | |
| Lady 1 Yea they sure are | |
| Lady 1 Yo look at that nigga over there he look good | |
| Lady 2 WHERE nbsp?? | |
| Lady 1 Over that on the corner by the Speaker | |
| Lady 1 You don' t see ' em nbsp? | |
| Lady 2 Girl he aiiight | |
| Lady 1 He over that lookin' all serious | |
| Lady 1 He might have a nice sized dick I could do some squats on | |
| Lady 2 Laughs Yo you crazy but you might be right | |
| Lady 1 HMMMMM! Laughs | |
| Lady 1 Oh they playin' that shit, Ole school | |
| Lady 1 I wanna go ova there and dance wit ' em come wit me | |
| Lady 2 Girl you crazy I ain' t goin' ova there | |
| Lady 1 Come on don' t be like that, I can' t go bye myself | |
| Music starts right away | |
| Verse 1 | |
| They be like send us out to Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan | |
| The Bronx, Harlem and Island of Staten | |
| Just a Dedication to Radio Station | |
| DJ' s across the Nation | |
| The East is in da House tonight | |
| Hold ya ladies tight | |
| Pour lil love out Queen, get ya head right | |
| She stood out like 5' 3", sexy as she wanna be me | |
| I' m in the cut didn' t think she could see | |
| She approach politely and asked " Could I assist" | |
| " In a dance wit her and her Sis" | |
| How can I resist an offer so grand nbsp? | |
| She said they need a man, to stand | |
| Why they lock hands | |
| Sounds like a plan wit ya Golden son Tan | |
| Her sista is like BK and Brown | |
| She from Uptown, lil sis strokin' my back | |
| I' m in the middle wit the Two step | |
| Leavin' it simple, On and on party til we break | |
| Hook: Masta Killa | |
| Yea we get drunk and we stay high | |
| We known to take Money and keep the fam fly | |
| Guns still bust so please don' t try | |
| All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Yea you rollin' wit live from Brooklyn, it' s the Squad | |
| Hard hittin', face slittin', guns tottin' | |
| They let them niggaz in the party nbsp? | |
| DAMN! they gon' fuck it up | |
| Brothers ain' t ? Corrupt? it' s just how we came up | |
| Rough, tough from the City | |
| Pretty ass Pats, strung hung myself young | |
| When I think back sometimes I wanna roll one | |
| Just blow one and sit back | |
| Unwind, kill a lil time, you know nbsp? | |
| Hook: Masta Killa | |
| Yea cuz we get drunk and we stay high | |
| We known to take Money and keep the fam fly | |
| Guns still bust so please don' t try | |
| All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high | |
| Verse 3 | |
| So peace, Happy Physical day, if it' s your Birthday | |
| More power moves to make, cake to take | |
| Be Thankful for the food you ate, let' s Celebrate | |
| People on the Ecstasy Please don' t OD Overdose | |
| It' s really not Healthy for your body and Mind | |
| Come wind, wind, wind | |
| Pretty young ladies let your Mind float | |
| To another place, taste raw dope | |
| Track as like Coke Niggaz slingin' Soap | |
| Compare to what I wrote NOPE! |