Omen - Uptown sh** lyrics

[Kurious] Kurious sparks the buddha, sh** act like you knew the The game f** the fame sh** is lame rather do the Bump bumpety bump with a stuntety stunt Don't forget my name b**h, I got what you want Can't front on the man known to say "Yea yea" It's the Puerto Rican wonder motherf**er don't stare If you're vision's 20/20 best believe I got plenty for that a** -- ha ha, you know the steelo Kilos ain't flipped so my a** is broke Catch me on two-five, steamin' the choke Like the sauna, word is bond I, step to a hoochie That's the word for it, try to kick it honey diss me I ignore it, sorta like a wall that's dense b**h think a n***a's rich, it don't make sense Little brother The Omen hit up some sh** that's fit Represent for the peeps on some Uptown sh** [Hook] repeat 2X Yo it's the Uptown sh** - it's the Uptown sh** Check the Uptown sh** - strictly Uptown sh** Yo it's the Uptown sh** - it's the Uptown sh** Check the Uptown sh** - strictly Uptown sh** [The Omen] Yeah! Skull snaps now I'm the pimp Comin' straight, it's The Omen with that Uptown sh** Stride's kinda humble, stays cool with the strut Graze a big bu*t, I step back, then I nut Damn! I wish I got to bu*t f** the b**h I flip with a twitch, pulls a n***a that's rich So, I steps cool, acts like I know Step to the block and join in some cee-lo I roll 6-6-6 with the tricks cause it's fixed Your head is banged so I got you in the mix I spit the pulp like a pit Now I'm leavin you.. on some Uptown sh** [Kadi] Ha ha, check me out as the third introduct n***as talkin the lip, but I don't give a f** It's the Uptown sh**, where honeys shake their hips And the fellas try to dip, in the Miracle Whip One time it's the Rican with the low haircut With the b**hes that f**, then swallow the nut Straight facts from a cat who will give you the scoop I be Knockin more Boots than that H-Town group So give me mine Poppa Duka when I race your Koopa Troopa In a Mario Kart, n***as dread me from the start Don't f** around kid if you ain't prepared Cause a n***a whose scared, is a n***a who ain't there! [Hook] [Kurious] Check it out There it is, hear the sound, got a blunt, bust me down Forty-five, no St. Ides, it's the wines that I dine Chickenhead sh** is dead, you're gettin me fed Slide up the block I hear, "WHATTUP KID?" Yeah yeah, Kurious, save the mess for the rest Known for takin buddha sess, straight to the chest Slide to the rucka every week's the same Strictly checkin' for a**, motherf** the game Pysch, I sneak a peak at my main man Tone Only b**hes I sweat, is the b**hes that bone Puffin on a loose b**h exhale fast I throw my dick in your mouth Have you blowin' rings out your f**in a**.. .. til it's time to quit Whattup to Big Trey on some Uptown sh** [Hook, with variations]