Priority Records - Place To Be lyrics

[Intro: Ruck and Rock] Yo, yo come here man, come over here duke Get your sh** over here man No, yo stand over here, stand over here Get the f** over here man Place to be, nah duke, come over here this where it's at duke [Chorus: Ruck and Rock] Place to be is on my side duke Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe Nah! Place to be is on my side duke Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe [Ruck] Buenos Dias You know me as Ruck EL Numero uno Papi chulo stickin dicks to yo chick culo Hard to k** like the White boy Hatcher Snatch a MC off the rap back, for the simple fact he's wack So what's the deal? I feel you can't step to Sean Wiggin out on b**h a** n***a's since Decepticons (Transform!) The plan's on but I wish Mary J. Blidge remind me Take my hoodie off n***a I can't see behind me Why these guys chose to defy laws Of the most high most guys get they sh** wrapped in gauze Place to be is on my side Motherf** ya pride, lay undercover from big Ruck If ya monkey a** wanna survive [Rock] Yo any set that's hectic it gets worse when Rock's up in it So somebody tell the fat lady she's up in five minutes sh** is almost finished right after I take care of witnesses Roamin the primises not mindin they businesses Images up in yo melon tellin you to jet You know if you stay I might give you some chest pains like cigarretes Bet ya bottom dollar don't move or swaller You not promised tommorow but I promise you I'll make ya holler Pop you coller Bone stone's the way that I stalk in my zone You can roam just don't get caught Place to be is on my side duke Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe n***a [Chorus: Ruck and Rock] Place to be is on my side duke Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe Nah! Place to be is on my side duke Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe Place to be is on my side duke Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe Nah! Place to be is on my side duke Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe [Outro: Ruck and Rock] Yo b**h yo son that n***a jetted son (Both laughing) He a b**h n***a b**h a** n***a man ooohh sh** dude got mad sugar in his tank p**y This is for all y'all people, all y'all people That still got the little kid in 'em you know Put a ad in the motherf**in paper we need Some true warriors in here (Chorus fades out)