Rugged Monk - Into You lyrics

[Intro: The Reverend William Burk] We going platinum, Rah, check [The Reverend William Burk] Yo, I was on a mission walking down Stoney Island on the way towards Church's Chicken Finna help myself to a big heaping fixin', of about six wings and seven biscuits When I seen this chick from a bit of a distance So I gets the notion to go get the digits, this instance She was bad too, had a juicy booty and a Chi-Town tattoo I asked her, "What did it do?" They call me The Reverend and I sho' am impressed with you sh**, it's like a blessing ta view I seen you from across the street, needed a close up too Ooh, so I approached with game, such an incredible thing To see you walk when you off the chain, true So what I 'pose we do, is that we get ourselves something to drink And even something to chew Then take it back to the crib I'm off 86 sugar pie, baby where do you live? She say she 75th, but her momma in the house doing hair with a bunch of the kids And wanted her to bring her some ribs I said "You dig on swine?", she said "Nah, that's them in they biz" Say well this the thing, you need to be with me, you need to be on my team You looking so fine, it's like I'm having a dream How's about Kenny's BBQ and Ice Cream? She said, "Kenny's BBQ and Ice Cream? He got ribs, tips, fish and even chicken wings" Right, so we can do our thing, gon' retch in ya purse and give me some green Gon retch in ya purse and give me some green Gon retch in ya purse and give me some green So we dropped the pork off, then I broke off Hand on her thigh and the sh** was so soft She rolled up a blunt for something to toke off I'm in the crib eating, and smoking at no cost Take, take, take, taking no loss She say Rev, you a sho' nuff boss I could tell by the gold in your grill And the game that you spill and the way you sho' floss [Hook 2X: Tash Mahogany] Baby, you got me, into you And I'll do anything you want Baby, you got me, into you And I'll do anything you want [Rugged Monk] Forgive me God, for committing these sins f**ing these birds and f**ing they friends Serving all night, trying to make these ends Smoking sherm, sniffing coke, sipping juice and gin Flipping these hoes off double stacked pills Til I met my match and I wanted to chill But her n***a acted ill, posted with an ice grill n***a, you bluffing, you know you ain't busting Say you was, and you know you wasn't Say you does, and you know you doesn't Tony the Tiger be f**ing his cousin Hoes I got, yeah, dime a dozen Have 'em huffin, screaming and cussin' Put that bu*ter on an English muffin Bang on that a** like a tight percussion Bang on that a** like a tight percussion [Hook]