Ashanti - No One Does it Better lyrics

[Hook: Ashanti] Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la No one does it like Murder Inc Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la Baby, no one does it like Murder Inc [Charli Baltimore] Ain't none better, repeat the letters Murder I-N-C f**a, we go together, Lord When you see the pink hair the Inc. here f** - we can do it mixtape or dub it And by the underground ba*tards, appeal to the ma**es Style like Jackie Ona**is, come through with Jackie on gla**es Protectin yo a**es, 7 inch cla**es, fu*k ya'll ba*tards G - catch a wiff of the murderous b**h, the murderous clique Like you never heard of the chick From the muscle I grind like corner hustlers In the dead of winter, sh**, tell me I ain't a winner ??, Got my mind on my money and my money in my pocket Who the f** gon' stop it, time for the honey is up So dummy it up, who the fu*k gon' knock it Now that The Inc. locked it, Chuck [Hook] [Charli Baltimore] We got vision by I.G. - hook by Ashanti Got Chuck spittin, where the f** ya'll fit in Those without my name recognition C.B. - b**h of the commision, still play my position Oh, won't settle, put the foot to the pedal In sneaks or stillettos, the chick is still ghetto Hold the b**h down, but not under I'm risen, mind driven like hundred mile collisions How I'm spittin, n***as is rewritin, and I'm just bullsh**tin Gon' know when I'm hittin (uh) Wrists start slittin, I'm k**in 'em soft A Predator, Slow Burn and I'm k**in 'em off Now, back to back let's pace it, 5 steps Who wanna test the streets is on a record 187 mami, click behind me, ya'll know what the sellin be k** 'em with the melody, Chuck [Hook] [Charli Baltimore] Now who that baige b**h poppin that sh** like she co*ky eyed Inc. mami, b**h know how to find me Out 'til the late night, studio trouble maker Ass don't know how to take a (Murderous) love the hater Flows liek an elevator, 'cause each level I'm up, ya'll gettin off f**er, who wanna cross the line It's real thin with a pad and a pen And I spit 10 and throw ya'll 6 for the win Again - ya'll early, n***as thoughts "But the chicks all girly Body all curvy", fu*k how the world be I'm mobbin' on the top of ya'll I-N-C and C.B. co*k-blockin' ya'll, Chuck [Hook]