Styles P - I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson lyrics

[Bridge: Jadakiss] When it's all said and done After they said I've won All I'm going to say is... [Hook] I'm sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times [Verse 1: Jadakiss] Tried to diss kiss to the world And it's your fault cause she said she saw you kissing a girl The hood was behind her for her whole career But now they've slightly starting to disappeared Something about that She's always angry Might have been when them girls trying to push her scalp back Needed some head room So she went out and bought Tyson's mansion with 18 bedrooms She's a domestic boss That don't leave no marks though, you got to digest those scares In fact think you got to tell her to get back Because every kiss rap is similar to a b**h slap Too hard since way back in the school yard She's hollywood though all she needs is a b**bjob Girl in the bubble, didn't mean to trouble her Man but im a calla ho, im double her Really think you should tell her to chill cause My resume is longer than a doctor bill was I did the song with ja rule bigging the city up She did the magic stick remix with olivia She got more money but I get busier Think somebody going to end up k**ing her [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2: Styles P] Hood had love for this b**h Cause she came from south side queens with a thug a** click b**h got change, and she changed Now she don't f** with the hood, probably give a n***a brains b**h got boogie on a n***a Went from the hood to hollywood got a movie on a n***a b**h talking greasy like new york sting s**ing down south dick that's some new york thing And the b**h used to be cool, hood even liked the b**h Used to listen to again in the weeds She had stories of many men, times in the club and n***as that was wa*ksta but the truth was to see b**h ain't shyt, she was real good at bluffing it Ordered protection on the n***as she was f**ing with Now that's a ho that you just can't trust Hired cops, that's a ho that you just can't touch b**h moved out new york when they were swinging them Glocks b**h got a deep voice but she would be singing a lot b**h would sell her soul just to get on the charts Want to front like she's gangsta but she got no heart And she going to get hit by the mac and All in the back and this time i bet the jaw will be cracking She's going to get broken to fractions d block is the faction All i can say is im sorry ms. jackson [Hook]