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Ms. Nevesta Lyrics

You best come on, get that ass swung on
Be prepared to face the consequences of your actions

When dem thags load on, nig-gas best hold on
When the situation gets dangerous, be ready to hold on tight

Make sure it's stick so Ricky ain't droppin' Mickeys
Ensure that the drugs are pure to avoid any unforeseen consequences

My bitches puts on them quickies, and skirts gets the itchy
My girls are always ready for a quickie and the men can't resist them

Pimpin' this game quickly, and brody and niggas quit me
I'm quickly becoming the best at the game and others can't keep up, they quit me

For cat that talk iffy, get swung on like K. Griffey
Anyone who talks disrespectfully will get punched like Ken Griffey Jr., the baseball player

They spit willie, though half of the bitches feel me
They talk tough but only half of the girls actually like them

The other half is trashed, 'cause words could never kill me
The other half is jealous because they know they can't hurt me with just words

I got this thick, it's ridiculous how I switch shit
I have a thick rhyming style and it's amazing how I can switch it up

Look who I'm with, 215 and Timbaland, bitch
I'm collaborating with Timbaland and the 215 Crew, and they're amazing

Whether it's friend or foe, Heiniken, Verde, Cris or Moe
Whether it's a friend or enemy, I'm always drinking - Heineken, Verde, Cristal or Moet

I'm stackin' decimals, stoops, steps and best of yous
I'm earning lots of money and I'm on top of the game

I write mine, like mine, now I gotta spark
I write my own rhymes and I'm proud of it, now it's time to show everyone what I've got

All bite, no bark, play my damn part
I'm all action and no talk, I'm a boss and I play my role

I get inside you, show you how Philly bitches do
I'll show you what Philly girls are made of and get into your head

Pimp you, then I'll get rid of you, I'll shit on your whole crew
I'll make you feel good and use you, then I'll kick you out and humiliate your whole group

Now let me count it off
Let me show you what I'm capable of

Hey you, blow your whistle
Get ready for something amazing

I know it's rare, but niggas they feel me everywhere
I'm rare but everyone is starting to notice my skills

I'm from the land of white tees, Vickie's and Roca-Wear
I'm from a place where people embody a certain style and fashion

NY guys spit at cats, do-rags
New York guys are spitting rhymes and wearing do-rags

Pop it in turn it up, bang my shit in they Jags
They play my music loudly in their luxury cars

I got dem niggas in LA crip walkin' in the truck
People in LA are dancing to my tunes, even in their trucks

Atlanta, down south bamma's, you know they get it crunk
People in Atlanta and the South know how to dance and have a good time

Now I'ma float on, roll me somethin' to smoke on
I'm going to relax and smoke something

You hope I go away, continue to get your hope on
You hope I leave the scene, but you're just holding onto false hope

Rap game, regardless I stack change
I'm going to make money in the rap game no matter what

The same affect as the game
I have a huge impact on the rap game

Ms. Jade is tha mutha-f-in' name
I am Ms. Jade, motherfucker, and everyone knows it

I got a L-O-C-K down the freeway, BK back up to Philly
I have a stronghold on the rap game from the east coast to the west coast

Won't stop 'til they kill me
I won't stop making music until I die

I get it done, rap chicks see me and run
Other female rappers are scared of me

Only mixin' coke with the rum
I'm partying hard with only the best spirits

Ain't scared, niggas be bums
I'm not afraid of anyone and anyone who opposes me isn't worth my time

You want to see me, beats fuck up ya hooptie
If you want to challenge me, I'll destroy you and your car

Suburbans, Benz or the two seats
Whether it's a large car or a small sports car, I'll beat you

Major numbers the first week
I'll sell a lot of albums in just the first week of release

Uh, come on with it, get down with it
Let's get this show on the road

Yea, it's young Vito, voice of the young people
I'm young Vito and I'm speaking for the young generation

Roc C-E-O, hot hits for the P-O
I'm the CEO of Roc-A-Fella Records and I'm making hot hits for the police officers (P-O)

I'm so trill, the wood pandlin', handlin' meals
I'm so real and authentic, I'm handling the business of the music industry

Twenty inch jumpers from standin' on my wheels
I'm proving my wealth by showing off my 20 inch rims

They can't understand it, god damnit, he's ill
They don't understand how talented I am

Everytime I drive, gotta prescribe 'em for panic pills
People get so nervous around me, they need medication

I'm gigantic, the Titanic would never sink
I'm massive and unstoppable, like the Titanic

Even with the band playin', before that happend, that man sprayin' (BUCK!)
Even if there was a band playing, I would still outshine them, just like when someone shoots a gun (BUCK!)

They all fifteens, glocks and tecs
Everyone showing off their guns with pride

AK's will pop, I bring ya all out the closet, girls
I'm so powerful that I make everyone reveal their true selves, including the girls

Niggas is homos really, but when they smokin' on purple
They're all pretending to be macho, but when they're high on weed they reveal their true feelings

They get loco, but you know I know the drilly
They go crazy but I know what's really going on

It's for these positions, that's why I keep the biscuits
I always carry a gun because of the danger and competition in the industry

You ain't Tony Sopranno, you pussy, sleep with the fishes
You're not a boss like Tony Soprano, you're just a coward and you'll end up dead

You know I'm reppin from that 7-1-8
I'm representing the 718 area code (Brooklyn)

Shots to you f-in' son, class over, lesson's done
I'm ending the class and the lesson for you, by shooting your son

HOV'!!!
This is Jay-Z's signature call-out