Artist: Inspectah Deck Album: Action (S) Song: Action Typed by: Knowledge God "look baby I'm sorry" [Inspectah Deck] Fear Allaine, code name is Sting Word on the streets no brother can hang Unless you got figures six digit in range She pull out the nine and shoot down ya game She walk, she Glide like Peggy Fleming Deadly Venom, she was able to possess men Dressed in the latest fashion Complexion black like the word itself Well connected with major players, ballers and high rollers The boldest cat alive couldn't hold her Amazin how she work those hips Merciless, got money for a new whip off the first kiss World trips, wine and shell fish Wanted all, claimin' her love was worth it She work a nurse gig, night time she strip As she hollow, what you workin' with [Chorus: sampled singer] I want Action, I'm a lady on the move I need Action, I've got no time to lose I like Action, and if you try it my way I'll love you more than any words could say [Inspectah Deck] Show N Prove, baby girl stays on the move Pull up with the powder blue six with the twos Fresh off the boat cruise, opentel shoes I go fool for a moment with you I see you shinin', is it the chrome or the jewels Schoolin' all chickens who don't know the rules Give it up for free, can't handle the bule You bad, you can have any man you choose We know who's who, I'm rollin' just like you But payin' for ya love is what I just can't do Fellas come strong, lame attempts are worthless She like a fire thats lit and she burn quick World trips, wine and shell fish Wanted all, claimin' her love was worth it She work a nurse gig, night time she strip As she hollow, what you workin' with Chorus [Inspectah Deck] Atlantic City, Torino spend G notes on Rulette Trippled the bet, broke casino This the dude she came with on the low Walked off with the breifcase full of dough Plus he got hit with the drinks for free Complementary with the presidential sweet She tempts men to eventually to come inside But they gotta spend the entrance fee Next morn', wakin' up at the yawn You find ya clothes, ya money and ya car is gone Cry alone, read the note by the phone Sayin', "call Tyrome if ya need a ride home", that bitch [sampled woman] Save ya breath Don't say a word You can't tell me nothin' I ain't already love I've got eyes and I'd like to see what it is your gonna do for me Chorus [Outro: man (Kim)] Yo hello (nigga what you want?) I wanna talk to you (I've got no time for this) Why not? (You've been callin' me all day) Oh you must be with that nigga Kim (what!?) he used to whoop your ass (well I was put off dog) (he bought me Fendi) yeah (Gucci) so (Chanel) and (Coach) (And nigga you ain't bought me nothin') *glass breaks*