Ms. Jade - Dream lyrics

[Intro] (girl yelling) Hey...hey Hey...hey Hey...hey Hey [Verse 1] Who the hell is this? Pagin' me at 4:56 in the mornin' Crack of dawnin', now I'm yawnin' Wipe the cold from my eyes See who's this pagin' me, and why Its my girl Yvonne from the hair salon Told me she was down the club last night sh** wasn't seemin' too right These b**hes hoppin' out of Honda's and Gallat's Talkin' greasey out they lips as if they won't get popped I'm the same b**h from '98 With the twenty two in the boot Tape wrapped around the bu*t of the gun Heat about as hot as the sun Leave you tangled in my flow like a web spun Plot on me? You askin' for a casket Your snotty-nose-a** son bout to be a ba*tard I gotta have it, for f**in' those who try to f** me Ms. Jade, wolf in the dress Got them things waitin' never the less [Chorus x2] (girl yelling) Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey (Clip from Notorious B.I.G.) Gonna be a lot of slow singin' and flower bringin' If my burglar alarm starts ringin' [Verse 2] Keisha, Tracy and Lisa in the bathroom While Yvonne was in the stall Play hushin, heard the door They was talkin 'bout how they was gonna get me Gonna dip with the fifth or just to slip em with me They said I was gettin' too much shine how I came up How I switched from the Lum' to the Benz truck How I f**ed wit Lisa's ex and I f**ed up Linked up with Timbaland but it was pure luck They said they know where I rest at, in Nicetown Livin' home with mommy, gonna make us both lay down Big knifes, one pound, I'm tellin' y'all now If them b**hes chump, then they better bounce Top story, Daily News, three bodies found Family mournin' over lost ones, it ain't fair Don't wanna but I gotta do it like a pap smear Keisha lockin' the door to a broke Delta Soon as I seen her put the b**h in a Full Nelson Kicked her in the back and shot her in the knee caps Went up in the pockets while askin her where the weed at Hopped up in the Delta, saw Tracy and Lisa Popped they a** one by one while I was puffin' Reefa Now I'm lookin' for that b**h Yvonne Cause when them hoes was talkin' it She didn't say sh**, punk b**h Them hookers got me goin out my mind I'm all stressed and weed sweatin', gotta take my time Settin' me up, everybody schemin' Telephone woke me up, the whole time I was f**in' dreamin'