Fantastic, Vol. 2 Instrumentals

(James Brown sample)
(I don't know)
Yo, yo, yo

[Chorus:]
Yo I don't know why the fuck I'm fucking with you
Yo I don't know why the fuck I'm fucking with you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fucking with you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fucking with you
You, you

you

[Jay Dee]
Could ask my man, T(3)
I ain't the, (one)
To be, played like a nigga that you use to play for money and
No time for acting, (funky), with me
You best believe that you won't, (do it)

[T3]
I'm influenced to like uh, (you know)
And then I pick up the phone shit, (I don't know)
She walks by casual says my loot is usual
Baatin says it's him (too)

[Baatin]
To all my ladies in the place
I mean your whole crew is like (yeah)
You know the S is my crew we rule, (what man you know)
We got a whole flock of niggas with glocks (you know)
But I don't know why I'm fucking with you

[Chorus]

[Jay Dee]
It's like, you know you scandalous as hell
Yeah I can tell, from your nails to the Chanel
Say (what)ever you doin you doin it well
You jockin my man R.L. (too)

[T3]
Wait see you
Shouldn't do the things you do
But you constantly do (your bad self)
Also you, love to, (eh, eh)
See I'ma get wit you so we can (uh)

[Baatin]
And if you don't know, your shit is crucial
To all my people in the place if you need to know I
(Rock with the band) enough to say (watch ya man)
Do my shit on the dance floor
And if you need to call me (you know)
My number is (3 2 1) 1 7 88

Yo, yo, why I'm fucking wit you

Yo I don't know why the fuck I'm fucking with you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fucking with you [Repeat: x7]

[Jay Dee]
Alright Jeff do what you do

Tell me if you want some and you can just, come on, baby
Tell me if you want some and you can just, come on
Tell me if you want some and you can just, come on
Tell me if you want some and you can just, come on

Tell me if you just want to get closer
Ya got the numbers on ya poster
And if ya want ta, I'll make it so that
My sensual intensity captivates
Ya gotta know ya body extractuates Juice
Ecstasy is what I produce
Sweetie my virtues are never ever looser
I'm not the average Joe Schmo ya used to
This Jones and ma homes gonna hurt ya
Unless ya ready for the lecture
Tell me if you just want to get closer
I wrote the numbers on ya poster
And if ya want ta, I'll make it so that
Never ever bein, sweat
Y'all never climax
Climax [Repeat: x5]

Tell me if you want some and you can just, come on, baby
Tell me if you want some and you can just, come on, baby

Yeah, say what you feel, feel what you say
Don't hold back, just feel that way
Take the time and the time it takes
Baby you can justify ya aint got the time to waste
Speak up, Speak up its not the time to play
You know I, I want ya in a special way (special way)
special way (special way)
special way (special way)
special way (special way)
Ya know we need to make it happen like yesterday
Ya know, get it up and running like flow Joe
We can kick it like they do up in the dodjo
And oh, if you ain't ready this can go slow
But yo, if ya with it ya can let me know so

Tell me if you want some and you can just
(Oh)

See ya sexy girl and also quite confident
You could sell goods and probably market it
Yo whats up with seven inches can I pocket it?
I wanna get, ya your perogative
I bet ya need a lot to gets monotomous
Spittin' more games than an evangelist
Girl you know ya scandalous
I'm trying to get a one on one monogamous
Lets look into it like an analyst
I'm thinking bout, can you handle this
Take you back to the room with just a little touch
Touching the zone that's erogenous
But that's enough we're really trying to chill what up?
Whats up with you? Baby we can chill or what?
Whats up? We can chill or what. Whats up with you? Baby we can chill or what?

Tell me if you want some and you can just, come on, baby [Repeat: x4]
Come on baby [Repeats]

Players

[T3]
It's the seven eighty-eight
DDT a, just like Jake The Snake
Actually, we don't participate
But if you do then I'ma see you at your Wake, (players)
Don't let the drama fluctuate, I don't want to, I gotta, because it's snakes
Now where would we be at, if we let you do that
We'd probably, be laying on our backs, (players)
Talkin this and that you on my, your plan yeah, it was wack
I never would play myself out like that
But, um, I guess that's where you at, (players)

[Jay Dee]
(then I'ma play a game for ya)
What I'ma do is like uh
Cut out ya whole crew, cause ya crew likes to bite us
Y'all stick to free styling cause y'all ain't no writers
Trying to be some, (players) and can't play the game
See ya, sound the same, and ya claim to be something you ain't
And won't be without SV (that's right) y'all need to be smacked
Open hands and beat by these (players)

[Battin]
I could give a fuck about this shit
You all up in my face over some ho shit
Just come out
You want to be wit my click, you must know, really
How wild I get, when I walk in the place saying,(players) Yes!, Yes!
There's some people who really want to see the S
Personally, I could give a fuck less
Check ya lady, she's a groupie ho
Opening her coochie hole, fuck that ho,(players)
Eye to eye you and your crew
When you front, this its inspirational, you(echo)

[Jay Dee]
Yo, Yo, you want to be some (players)
And can't play this game
Ya, sound the same, and ya claim to be something you ain't
And won't be without SV y'all need to be smacked
Open hands and beat by these (players)

[T3]
Talking this and that you on my, your plan yeah, it was wack
I never would play myself out like that
But, um, I guess that's where you at (players)

[Baatin]
For me to hold you up
You think I really give a fuck, you, you, you, you and your crew
Y'all just some (players)

Fake niggas, talking shit about me and my click
What to do, what to do, what to do?
Keep ya eyes up
Where you at, where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Keep ya hey up

[Baatin (Jay Dee)]
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
Baatin levatatin up in the sky
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh,
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh,
SV, SV huh, uh

[Baatin]
One on one, having some fun, in my master suite
Two is better than one, lets make it a master piece
You love it when my crew say we from the D
You love it when my crew say we work for apathy
I hate it when these motherfuckers player hate me
Motor-bot, the executioner of wack emcees
Motorbot making sure niggas is casualties
Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft
SV, we the type of crew that never fall off

Eyes up
Where you at, where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Eyes up

[Baatin (JayDee)]
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (I said alright)
Where you at, where you at, where you at
See'on, see'on

Jay Dee (eminem's voice from a Dj cut)
Say, (h-, huh)
My jam knocks, we knocking motherfuckers out they damn socks
Remastered it's the S of the Pad Lock
Been makin money, I been had a fat knot
Been loopin up the shit to make ya head nod
You say (wh-,what) my jam knocks
You can hear me coming off the damn blocks
Since a kid I ain't never played wit damn blocks
And I was never ever known to cock block
Like jealous niggas that must want to get socked
Them niggas make me want to cop a damn glock
You say, say, say (huh) my jam knocks
These ladies know, Jay, can make the bed rock
Be hittin like Bam Bam, in Bed Rock
Compare the S to gators (navigators) we them big blocks
We stir fry motherfuckers like a damn wop
Rock and rule niggas like my man Mop
So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop
You say (h-huh) my jam knocks
You can say the S is the soul shock
The soul shot known to make 'em shell shocked
When devious cats used to pop locks
I steal, when I used to pop locks
The S twist shit up like a dred lock
You say (h-huh) my jam knocks
You say (w-what) my jam knocks
So keep ya

Eyes up
Where you at, where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Eyes up

[Baatin (T3)]
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah (aight)
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah (aight)
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah (aight)

[T3]
It's like again y'all
Uh huh, uh huh, one, two
It's like again y'all
Uh huh, uh huh, one, two
It's like making money's critical
Rhyme written, lyrical
Some emcees will never know
What we keep on giving and
Making music beautiful, and we keep delivering
Y'all niggas to the fall
And I ain't forgiving it, I should do some ill sh, like, like
Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin shit
Known to be doing shit, and if you do some shit
Know who you fucking with
Never fuck around with the click
Don't fuck around wit the click
You might get ya melon split
Uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two
It's like uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two, it's like

Eyes up
Where you at, where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Eyes up

T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
Baatin levatatin up in the sky
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh,
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh,
SV, SV huh, uh

(Jay Dee and T3)

Hey yo yo yo, and ya don't stop [Repeat: x3]

Go Ladies [Repeat: x5]
Hey yo, y'all just rehearsing, rehearsing, re-a re-a re-rehearsing,

[T3]
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo,
Get this shit
She on our list as a lady to hit
She's kinda thick, I'm getting wit quick
Yo hit me up nine, seven, six
Thugs look to her, just like that
I see you in the corner, I like, yeah I like that
See, ho, yo, me and you girl, going on yo
Come to my crib lets get in some business
Wit me, what you want to do, nigga named 3
It's gotta be, like that, like it's gotta be
This girl ain't trying to be funky
This is how I do it ay yo, yo
This is for the ladies ay yo, yo let me get funky
Just like soul
I get on the mic and drop a flow
Just so, so y'all, niggas might know
About this lady, I tell you this one
She looking good she gon get done
I swear to God, c'mon, let me tell you something

Go Ladies [Repeat: x11]

[Jay Dee]
Hey y yo, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, Do It
Yo c'mon everybody get down wit us, us, us
We make the music sound marve-luh-us
Conant Gardens nigga, scand-a-luh-us
I got something waiting for you vanda-luh-us
It's in a stash box, for who wanting my stuff
That be scooping up them ladies like a spach-e-lour-uh
Knowing damn-well I ain't no bach-e-luh-uh
Who gives a, I ain't asking ya, uh,
As long as she ain't fat I can handle her-uh
Yo just fooling wit ya, yo this for the ladies, hey yo, yo
It feels good clap ya hands to the sound of uh-us
C'mon everybody get down wit uh-us
C'mon everybody get down, check it out

Go Ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies (check it out)
Go Ladies, go ladies (check it out) go ladies, go ladies

[Baatin]
I could picture you girl, in the back
Naked in my crib girl, so what's up?
You can see me, you can see me chilling in my black Puma
Ladies coming down my nuts-it-'cause, 'cause
I never sweat it cause I know who they want
See we super-duper-duper, to the, Range Ro-va
Conant Gardens, Mac, Nic N-n-n-n-, Nic
Always making the ladies move and groove is my motive
The joint is on the scene and it's as long as a locomotive
When I'm on the Mic I never give up, up, up ,up
Make moves, make moves, make moves, yo check it out
All the ladies in the place if you got big breasts, breasts
Come over to my place we can play "chess"

Go ladies [Repeat: x16]

Oh we oh yeah all right
Go Head [Repeat: x5]
Oh we woo, c'mon girl, c'mon girl

You ain't gotta play hard to get
I know you, I know you like the art of sex
I'm puttin' down my plan like a architect
It's for you (and huh!) we can all get wet
I got alot of nerve talking this to you right
I'm straight up, and this should make sense to you
Girl you ain't gotta front don't be actin' dumb
And if you got the goods, then I want some
No time to get down this ain't no la di da
But I ain't never fucked wit' a menage a trois
It's three like the stripes on the a-di-das
Gettin' live like we at the mardi gras
We gettin' live like we at the mardi gras
Three is the magic number ask my part-i-ner
I be servin' that ass like a bar-ten-der
I'm only too bold to be watchin' ya
I'm only too bold to be watchin' ya

[Chorus:]
I want you right here in my world
Bein' wit' you all alone
It's like a dream's come true

[T3]
See these things get sold
I'm caught up in ya game I'm kinda tango
Maybe it's the way you said huh on the down-low
Sayin' things to me that one T3 would only know
I wanna tell you though that these things seem to mean
Situations keep you from point A to B
I certainly put a counsel on our mistakes
I got a mission on two girls on a hot beach
Everything's to reach and ain't nobody stoppin' me
It just relax me 'cause they know I gotta plan for each
Yeah every last know I gotta plan for each
Ya know I, ya know I gotta plan for each

[Chorus]

[Baatin]
Thought you knew Baatin was prelickormiss
Which one of you queens is comin' to get with this
Already got one holdin' my arm in this
But I need a couple to add to my list
Take a position in my world of compassion
Satisfaction, ecstasy
Callin' you callin' me
I know you yearnin' for sexual longevity
My name is Baatin Rasual Rasii
Tantric master, sex, two or three
Ecstacy, callin' you callin' me
I know your hubby ain't givin' you no action
Well for one he's too damn masculine
He need to relax, and take some lessons on givin' you climax

It's like a dream's come true
Want you right here in my world

I want you right here in my world
Bein' wit' you all alone
It's like a dream's come true

I want you right here in my world
Bein' wit' you all alone
It's like a dream's come true

makes my dreams come true [Repeats]

[Chorus: x2]
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say what you goin' do today, just say
Hey I want to get paid
'ery day, 'ery day, 'ery day

'ery day, 'ery day, 'ery day

[T3]
We dedicate this to these people out here getting bank
Where the oops you loose the money its reality
Never front on a click that you can't evaluate
See I got things out here I need to situate
I got a fresh ass car on some gloss paint
People walking down the street until they feet stank
I got accountants out here handling big things
As i slip into the crib wit the sashay
Have my room wit the shark wit the big tank
Don't get mad cause I'm doing things you just can't, can't, can't

[Chorus]

'ery day, 'ery day, 'ery day

[Jay Dee]
My man
You need to get back like the rebate
And bid he need to step up like the home plate
My man
Now what you know about the Great Lakes?
We contemplate on getting money like a sweepstakes
Sipping dark grapes, party in the dark shade
You see a nigga cold chilling like a Marl-ey Marl
And bid his ride like a Harley
Money make, a Ric, a Ric-o Suav-e, hey
Radio play the S like arcades
Everyday the holiday so nigga stay paid
Celebrate the holidays wit the money
ain't about to wait so nigga stay away

[Chorus]

[Baatin]
Somebody said that radio would never ever play
Some of that Detroit, Motor City for play
Honestly earning my dough, keeping it real y'all
counting my cash, just showing you how the boss ball
I never thought that we would make it up this far
Gripping my cream color Cadillac, North Star
Detroit Motor City finest is who we are
This is for my ladies who get out, chill at the bar(repeat)
When I was a young boy chilling in my daddy's nuts
All I could hear was a rhyme and dope cuts
Growing up thinking I was nothing, but a glut
Another day, another buck, another slut
All I want to do is get paid
Oak town don't stop, stop, stop

[Chorus: x2]

'ery day, 'ery day, 'ery day
'ery day, 'ery day, 'ery day