King T - Got It Locked (Video Edit) lyrics

* Taken from BET's RapCity top 10 Once again it's the shadiest In the 80's when you was pushin Stadias I was rollin on Mercedes with the alias, daily Throwin up my radius Maybe it's why the ladies afraid of me Don't know what to say to me But she's intrigued by the diamond cut watch The black silk socks, the videos, and [edited] And buddha parties in the docks That's where the 80 foot yachts is And you can hear the ba** for blocks Fool wet bar just to fade ya Left behinds keep blowin up my pager And it's a freaky scene, chains and whips Only bring the squeaky clean [edited] that came to mix With Tha Liks, the authentic, [edited] scented Limo, windows tinted, so you can't see who's in it There's no limit to how many mics get tore a minute If the party's crackin then I'm in it Chorus: repeat 2X We got the party locked down, whatchu wanna do Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King Tee'll make ya clap to this Now you're rollin with the King, flossin with no flaws In the ring tossin to leave jaws in a sling often The scrilla peeler, cabbage clutcher, kitty luster [edited] toucher, [edited] hustler Rush the dancefloor, see a [edited] That make me wanna 'be the one with you' like Usher Plus the cluster, the type black in the bar back Was cool, the front and the back was cool So we do, Cognac for two That make the King wanna Act A Fool (remember that?) Playa haters hot, cause I got, more gold than Willie Gault an' them, I ain't faultin them But Let's Talk About Sex like Salt n' them I won't end, you want in, let's not pretend I get the party hot like the cops walked on your block (Wha**up?) Cause King Tee got it locked Chorus Some of y'all still don't know what King means, it means ruler Cas-tle dweller, old schooler with the wine cellar And a drawbridge, my troops got ya crew hostage While I'm gettin [edited] ? a sausage Y'all kids wanna know how the boss lives Crib, saucy like ribs And I got first dibs, soon as you crack the bottle Toss it back til it's hollow, mackin everything From hoodrats to supermodels, never subtle Save your rebu*tal, you couldn't get play in a huddle So ladies tell your man tonight, you can't tonight He gotta use his [edited] tonight, I guess I planned it right We can smash out in the gla** house Hit the hotel, pull the cash out I give it til ya pa** out, then slide back to the spot Cause Aftermath and King Tee got it locked Chorus 2X