Justin Sticks - Go Sheila (Remix) lyrics

Oh Sheila Oh Sheila I like to introduce you to Some one you never seen The Baltimore princess (oh yes) And if you feel as though you already heard this It's the remix [Bridge: Justin Sticks] You keep on f**in around I'm gon go get my gun You keep on f**in around I'm gon go get my You keep on f**in around I'm gon go get my gun You keep on f**in around --- Puttem in the Glock I'd blow that b**h [Hook:Sheila D Yeah] In the midst of the night On a cloud Higher than we ever been (Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh) Cruising late back Top back Night cap Ride back Oh yeah it's like that (Oh oh oh oh oh oh goo) [Verse 1: Sheila D Yeah] Oh Sheila, Go Sheila Waitin for the k**a Got my girls tap dancin (Ugh) Pa** the mic I'm Spazin From the city where the goons get ratchet Leave a tin in the box in plastic All red Like a tube of cherry Chap stick Spittin fire out my mouth Slash dragon I'mma do my thing you ain't even have to ask it Ask it, you don't even gotta ask it Talkin all pearls Call that high fashion Pa**ed it In the year 3000 Ask me how I feel Yeah I'm f**in fantastic Oh motha f**a Had another round Got a cool young dude And we upside down Then we jump real high Then we dap then pound Then I close my eyes And my feet touch the ground Let me get a sip Put a zip in the zip lock Players in the air on the stage And I flip flop Baltimore boat in a west coast ship shop Ratchet on you fools And you call this Hip-hop Hip-hop make it drop like a lam chop Real hard ball Yeah the call me sandlot Pan hot On the stove with the flame hot Stay fly everyday and we gon ride (Yeah) [HOOK] [Verse 2: Justin Sticks] Never fitted in And was just biddle little Tried to speed it well can you slow it down a little Set it all ablaze, I could burnem with a riddle Every time that I would do it It was play on words like a fiddle I'm from the ghetto, ghetto Yeah she bi said hello Nah say Never but the ties ain't beatem And the ties can't readem And the blind can't see'em, UGH Done it one time Do it for my city Y'all talk but the goons came really really really pretty, (UGH) Ratchet don't talk like its 50-50 Y'all, won't talk when the nine empty Got them Dopes all in my feet And I keep that Sheila D Got the green in my pockets Got them knicks, selling heat Wish a n***as try to try me Baltimore Dope, kept it the Nikes (Gibberish) [HOOK]