Rush Hour 2

Lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron] (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) ShittyBoyz [Verse: BabyTron, StanWill & TrDee] Huh, lil' slut, I been turnt Punch all day, now my fists hurt Two cards, which one gon' hit first? Goddamn, boy, watch this bitch skrrt Ho asking me what my fit worth I just want the head, lil' bitch, do yo lips work? Scam another granny, I'm a big jerk 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 thirty clip? Boy, you gon' fight the Lord I ain't Tay B but this all facts Hunnid round on the chop, that's where my balls at Mitchell & Ness, bitch, you all cap Made yo bitch eat calamari off my ballsack Main bitch 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 Bitch 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 Nigga tryna rap battle, nigga, this ain't 8 Mile Got a real-ass 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 canons, 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 bitch Feel like Houdini, hit a ham with the oldest trick Fucking with this big booty bitch, almost broke my dick 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 Heard her hands bisexual, I'll fold a bitch Sleep OT, getting money in my dreams Lil' bitch like my drawers, tryna get in my jeans Something like a point guard, pass her to the team I'm the Punch God, bitch, I'ma grab her for the free Bitch, bend it over, I'ma stab like Scream On the 'Gram getting head while I'm laughing at memes Scam star, bitch got me stiff-arming fiends You don't really get no money, think you boycotting cheese [Outro: BabyTron, StanWill & TrDee] Huh, think you boycotting cheese Huh, got it for the free Huh, got it for the cheap Punch God, bitch, 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 bitch ass fat, ayy Came through with racks, ayyMy dick too black, ayy Hold on, bet, ayy Hold on, bitch, nigga Hold on, nigga, I'll freestyle That's what I just did Hold on Lil' bitch, lil' slut, what? Lil' this, lil' what, what? Lil' bitch, I'm tryna fuck (Man) Turn around, let me bust a nut Clap that ass, bitch, ayy, ayy Clap that ass, bitch, ayy, ayy Clap that ass, bitch 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