Set The Record Straight

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Spit Syndicate & Fame (AUS) - Rap, Aussie Hip-Hop

Set The Record Straight

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Intro – Fame You know the type… See those popcorn players, up in the club… Verse 1 – Jimmy Nice You know the girls that talk and never seem to pipe down Raise a couple eyebrows every time they walk Some know better, some cats get caught Get used for they dollars and they food on they fork, but Really, they havin the bread But the thought of getting laid's in the back of they head Come on now, that ain't gon happen at all You'll be waiting by the phone for days for that call, but We know the rules We ain't putting up with use-and-abuse girls that seem to play dudes for fools Give an arm one way, now these cats think they in with a chance Then they fork out dollars for a dance Cop another glance, now over your arm But she now needs money for a cab out front Tryna pay your way under the sheets You want her lip, got nothing but cheek, a sucker for P You acting like a pup on a leash Now your money and your time spent, her man picks her up and they leave Got you coping with another defeat Thinking a cocktail gotta sweep em off of they feet Right Fame? (Fuck no!) These cats is getting played But they bounce back thinking they luck's low They got enough dough for that shit Soon they gon realise they can't buy game so they hustling back Bridge 1: Jimmy Nice Yo Fame (What up?) We just trying to set the record straight For them cats with no game, let me demonstrate "Girl, where you from, name Just, I'm the bomb If you ain't down for that then you better get on" Yo Fame (What up?) We just trying to set the record straight For them cats with no game, let me demonstrate "Girl, where you from, name Just, I'm the bomb If you ain't down for that then you better get on" Verse 2: Fame Yeah yeah, you know the type son They might sweat one or two Want em all, but can't get one or two Start with the best one or two Then move from the dimes to the fives to the rest one or two On some desperate shit, can't afford to get selective shit Forget game son, it's best you quit Tryna make your way up, and stay at the top But sucker nah you ain't a player you just say it a lot And it ain't hard to tell how they get like that Once you get like that man, just let up Cos at the end of the day, it's really them that play See we don't get girls, they get us Think you're getting far cos she letting you talk She got a sparkle in her eyes and you're slow to retort Jump hoops for a glance but she owning the sport She know the end from the start you ain't gotta perform Only way you'll change it is fucking it up Pick your jaw off the floor sucker button it up Popped collars on the bar, fronting breezy Believe me, son you ain't gotta act easy She run the night from first sight for sheezy She only take flight cos your game too greasy Believe me, that ain't gona happen at all You'll be waiting by the phone for days for that call Bridge 2: Fame Yo Jus (What up?) We just trying to set the record straight For these cats with no game, let me demonstrate "Girl, how you feel, name Fame, what the deal If you ain't down for that then go head, for real" Yo Jus (What up?) We just trying to set the record straight For these cats with no game, let me demonstrate "Girl, how you feel, name Fame, what the deal If you ain't down for that then go head, for real" Verse 3: Nick Lupi You gotta laugh at these tricks and the games they play On these dudes with no game like a rain delay Haven't the faintest, they Throwin down the cash, tryna smash in the most shameful way Now I ain't a cheapskate But is she worth a whole night's work and a whole week's pay? No, you want a quick fuck But it's ironic that you gotta put down the dollars to pick up And these same dudes that claim they get the most busiest They prowl parties for the girls that's most pissy Now that's a snake-arse way to attack Let me set it straight, that don't make you a mack Popcorn players, sweater twice as tight Thinking if the price is right Tonight's the night Come on man, that ain't gona happen at all You'll be waiting by the phone for days for that call Bridge 3: Nick Lupi Ayo boys (What up?) We just trying to set the record straight For the cats with no game, let me demonstrate "Girl, what it do, it's the kid Nick Lupe If you ain't down for that, you better roll through" Ayo boys (What up?) We just trying to set the record straight For the cats with no game, let me demonstrate "Girl, what it do, it's the kid Nick Lupe If you ain't down for that, you better roll through"

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Credits

Writers
  • Nick Lupi
  • Jimmy Nice