Styles P - Lemonade (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Jadakiss] I'm a D-Block general; I be bringin' paper in Caught a bad deal in the beginnin', now I'm rapin' them Pulled the Chevy out for the Summer on twenty-eights again What is he, drinkin'? What is he smokin'? How he makin' them? How has he been nice for so long? Why they hatin' him? Got him doin' time in the box; isolatin' him Got money, and he love pressure; they ain't breakin' him Tight shirts, tight pants; all these h*mo-sapiens All these n***as is trash, and they overratin' them Put 'em in the booth with me; I'm annihilatin' them Whoever you think is pumped up, I'm inflatin' him Jail n***as, n***as in the hood; I relate to them Blood money, and drug money; I was cakin' them There when they broke the pies down, and was bakin' them My enemies, I wish 'em all love, and I pray for them Cause whenever we cross paths, that'll be the day for them Thompsons, M-16's, and AK's for them Can't just get one; bullets like Frito-Lays for them Closed casket; leave nothin' but legs for them f** mercy! No need to beg for them Yeah, just let the devil deal with 'em And the other n***as that squeal with 'em f**-boys do f**-sh** I wasn't before, and I'm still not to be f**ed with.. [Verse 2: Styles P] Now I'm leavin' to Cleveland with H-flow Cavs game; got the cheerleaders givin' mad brains Stop frontin', like you don't know the boy is wild Before I knock you out, "Pretty Boy Floyd" style Filthy-rich sh**; minks on the car seat And the gas pedal; sh**'ll make your heart beat n***as talkin' money, I don't really hear you Cause you ain't do this yet; diamonds on the rear-view And when the beam on you, I ain't gon' spare you Lotta rappers talkin' peace; I don't really care to..