Spanish Fly (feat. Jennifer Lopez)

featuring Jennifer Lopez

[Black Rob]

Yo look clown I come through to put it down

Keep thinkin that you hard take a look around

I got soldiers stationed up to bring pain

And when it go down my hoes do the same thing

We all in the same game, we all willin to bang

Ain't nobody going against the grain, so take aim

B.R.'s evasive, cut all the faces, catch all the cases, this real

You rather bet'cha life than face me

I mean I got this rap game locked with more cake than Tastee

Black the feindest, the title I hold I won't relinquish

And this type *****t you should distinguish

And one phone call and I'll extinquish, I mean this you seen this

Blue steel fo-fo the caliber, Excalibur, Im'a destroy my next challenger

B. Rob high post MC, quick to spray Raid on the roach MC

So don't be apporachin me without the cross and rosary

Who this ***** 'pose to be, I blast him in the open beef

Damn Black, how you do that der?

'Cuz we..don't..care, I'll take 'em there

Chorus: Jennifer Lopez

Last night, I dreamed of some more dough

Some crystal, sixty thousand, and ten dimes of 'dro

(I'll take 'em there)

That's when I realized I'm dreaming

Too late now, guess I'll finish what I started baby

[Black Rob]

Y'all *****s heard the first verse no doubt *****t bangin

Verse two make sure none of y'all left hangin

Got honies lovin this *****t too, girl I'm with'chu

Long as you know my pants don't fit'choo

Money good look, understand why he shook

*****t I'm rich, face all up in the Guiness Book

Check, all the records I set, its major

Check, that the sets I wreck with flavor

***** that cajun, guns stay bond ****

Boiling hot, hold *****t down like Fort Knox

Man, knock the rhyme unorthadox

What'cha barely understand, *****t I did with the L.O.X.

Give me the props, Im tryin set a mark this year

And bring the equipment out to the parks this year

So y'all could see how it used to be

I'm lookin towards the future see

Black here to stay, its time y'all got used to me

Puff said Black ain't tryin to fit in

Up and down the coast can't count the spots I've been in

Put'cha bid in

Chorus

[Black Rob]

I hit arenas swinging notice if my name was Teddy Pender

hot beats and hot rhymes tossed in a blenda'

I want ch'all to feel hardcore, nothin tenda'

Blessed this mic for as long as I remember

Y'all can't see the Rob, uh-uhh, y'all must be stupid

If I owe Sean Combs any money then I recouped it

I looped it, this fly *****t from Nebodaga

Me and Yogi and Hard Pierre from You Dont Know Me

I dare you to come against me, run against me

Use your gun against me, you finito, finished

I've seen wild cats diminished, foldin for, Bad Boy's known to ball

Internationally, I'm sayin actually

I have to be the next cat to go and sell a million records casually

So, prepare yourself for the storm, Nineteen-nine-nine its on

And I'm just gettin warm

Chorus