Artist: Joe Budden Album: Rage & The Machine Song: I Gotta Ask Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Joe Budden] Look, standin in the cypher rockin To drivin some of the hottest cars New Jersey's ever seen To droppin some of the dopest mixtapes that you ever heard And it's all courtesy of weed, a couple Percs and lean, baby I wish you niggaz that would, owe me some bread would come and drop it off (word) I wish she start tonguein a girl but she won't pop it off Wish I knew you wasn't with the shits, hoe what you hoppin for? When pussy's thrown your way every nanosecond it's not an option y'all Normally a sponge but it's some shit I just cannot absorb Why y'all are dressed like Metro Boomin? I wish you would knock it off Wish the best MC didn't mean who is more popular But I just booked my next nine months, ready to lock and more [Chorus: Joe Budden] Money is a lot to grab Before we get to it it's a question that I gotta ask Where's all my niggaz with the rubber grips? Bust shots And if you with me mama rub on ya tits, and whatnot [Joe Budden] I hear they thinkin 'bout speakin my name, bet if they could I'm takin bets, money on my hood, money on me, I'm good Money on the wood, money on wishin that money would That's him against the wild life and I got money on the woods Baby, two bitches, +Three's Company+, how I half with her This Hennessy don't do the trick then watch the +Jack Trip 'er+ I'm tryna buy a compound, I need the pad bigger That's seven bedrooms, eight and a half baths, I figure Bad strippers and fraudulent hourglass figures Got e'ry bartender thinkin she'll get a glass slipper You see a line of bottles comin, guess who orderin them? I'm pointin at one, they all comin in If any rapper in the world my crew is +Slaughterin+ them Put vegetables in your house, nobody walkin again What time you get off? I'm showin up there .9 in one hand, .45 in the other, 'round a quarter to ten I mean the [Chorus] [Joe Budden] How many MC's must get dissed? In the great words of Buckshot My answer's "Why the fuck not?" Come to bars, I'm the same nigga that love to club hop Don't be the guy that gets your entire team in a rough spot To the O.G. thorough niggaz huggin the block way down to the crooked businessmen that's fudgin them doc's The early teams in the hood, out there fuckin with cops Know they fuck with us back now; especially if you black now It's Joe