Caveman - Pennies (The Updated Rosters Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1 - Sir Michael Rocks and Chuck Inglish] I'm callin' tellin' y'all how I did it like Derrick Rose It's no sweat. n***a, hang my coat up in the coat check The pinewood boatdeck shine when the sun hit it Waterproof finish? I ain't even wanna coach yet With no stretchin' or the warm up drills I'm jordan sweatsuit joggin', homie, guess who got 'em In them black number sevens with the swiss cheese bottoms The Damon Stoudemire blazer jersey is a problem B-A-S-F flag fives and I called it Like dog, psshh, when these come out Nothin' to it, but to do it Just stirring the pot Stop, pop, jumpshot so sporty Yo, I tried being average, it's just not for me I told the lady, pour me anotha cup of the jungle juice See, I need one or two, startin' five, comin' soon n***as spittin' top five lines on the interlude [Hook - Mikey & Chuck] Kick it in the city when we in around town Next door neighbors telling us that it's too loud Now, neighbor, can you please just turn that mess down? This is the sound of throwing pennies on the ground [Verse 2 - Ludacris] Diturbin' duh peace That's what we do Suprise n***as Luda! Part two my speakers fine like wine Tryin' tell me turn 'em down? You out yo mothaf**in' mind Four fifteens, enough to make duh gla** break I hit a switch, the car strips and makes its a** shake Ba** and treble good. Need a lil' mid on it Yo' flow's trash, tell dese n***as put a lid on it I get a hundred a verse, so put a bid on it Unless you're God or got a Cool Kid on it Then I might do it for free Cuz what dese b**hes do for dem dey might do it for me ha! Luda! I'm duh captain of dis spaceship Real hip-hop lives d**h to dis fake sh** And we hustle through recessions It's debates about duh best I'm duh answer, ain't no questions I'm rich and dese junkies steady beggin' fo' a round Well dis is duh sound of throwin' pennies on duh ground [Verse 3 - Bun B] I got a pocket full uh profit, and a wallet full uh wonda. (Wonda) A brain full uh braun, and a focus full uh thunda. (Pause) Duh brown dat be unda, man, dey know me as duh king Make ya' head, (head), bells, and yo' cellphones ring Feel duh sting as duh 808 bank up out this air. When Faka' as I'm makin' maja' magic like I'm Irwin Johnson and Johnson baby powder fresh Duh trillest in duh game, (game), right here in duh flesh, n***a Yes. Think you fresh? I gotta tell ya' n***a, no. (No) My Jordan's numba nine, and my chain is finga roll. (Roll) See I got bigga rims, bigga speakas, bigga dough Not to mention when I flow, it's like I let duh trigga go. (Whoa) I'm so sick wit it. Betta pa** me duh Tamiflu U-G-K for life, disrepect it and I'll be damned, if you. (Uhh) We still too trill, so keep on wishin' boy Bun-B, Ludcris and Cool Kids, we gone fishin' Let's go