Pat Dillett - Parlay lyrics

[Hook: La Fem Markita] Parlay? Hardly. Get money all day Slip? You fall prey, go out the hard way Receive a caution, f** the flossing Slip and be costing Strictly big bossing to get the fortune Parlay? Hardly. Get money all day Slip? You fall prey, go out the hard way Receive a caution, f** the flossing Slip and be costing Strictly big bossing to get the fortune [Verse 1: Queen Latifah] You not ready to test the La Faking the funk Confess or die Not physically, but lyrically Come on, give it your best try The flow's coming Don't get caught up in it Talking about straps and gats When the only tools you had had water in it Wait a minute, I'm about to spark sh** If you smoking 20 blunts a day Chances are you smoking garbage A who*e b**h? No me, no never Too clever, too feminine I'm on the winnin-in Selector rewind and come again Then let it drop again, don't stop again Rappers is petty Latifah coming for her props again No matter where in the US you reside Lyrically I commit justifiable homicide I represent the felines The kind that used to like to tree climb And been respected since I start to speak mine Parlay? Hardly. Get money all day Sleep? You fall prey Go out the hard way [Hook] [Verse 2: La Fem Markita] Beyond lights and cameras Behind the glamours Ghetto scramblers with broken rammers co*k the hammers f** the flash and stashin' Benjamin grands and Jacksons Money's the pa**ion Greeds the lust for satisfaction Cash flow like Castro Fast dough don't last though Would you'd have let the ma** know? Feds don't let that a** go [?] on your trail since uncover surveillance Ya man in jail tense He's one of two a**ailants Peeps the lesson Use the 'xpression Times are stressing No depression, minds advanced like The Jetsons No dirt where you be at Think before you react It's the famous [?] that's Quick to bring the heat back Made moves wrong? Fortune's gone, you're singing sad songs Still reminiscing about the days you was on Parlay? Hardly. Get money all day Slip? You fall prey Go out the hard way [Hook] La Fem Markita & Latifah Givin' you what you need What it be about? Heineken to the head Yin to the yang [Verse 3: Queen Latifah & La Fem Markita] We vacation in places where the nation's language is French Ride the whip to Merrill Lynch While others ride the bench We come through in the clench You never see us flinch Your cheese come in increments Mine come 'til I'm drenched Slim bars from the femme squad Chick meaner than M-Ra Wanna spar? We can go par 5'2", leave your chin scarred No complication Mine and conquer nations Deep concentration Realize the comp you're facing Ay yo, hand over this Gettin' money hand over fist No time to parlay Hunting them hundreds that's crisp Producers that's A-list Lyrics that lace this to Make sure these hits never miss When we play this Fem Markita, Queen Latifah, the double feature A track done by each for thoughts to reach ya Parlay? Hardly. Get money all day Slip? You fall prey Go out the hard way [Hook] (2x)