Jeru The Damaja - Anotha Victim - Sözleri

f/ Miz Marvel







{Miz Marvel

It's the sinister sister, leave mics so hot make hands blister





Try to catch me but all you heard was "Damn you just missed her"



Daily means and whereabouts, more secret than a whisper



Cut sharper than a scissor, lookin for the love elixir



Like most listeners, let them know it's all in they reach



Spittin my verbal attack with the impeccable speech



How bout niggas, gotta keep your dog on a short leesh



Got 'head speak, If not they try to play us like suckas



The most commitment, wanted non commitment givin mothafuckas



But one look in his eyes and I can tell they whole story



Not sayin that all men fall in this category



Lookin for a friend or wife for late nate creep if he's horny



If he's sincere, got G, or pick up lines that corny



Tryin to say that he adore me, when he don't even know me



That type of weak game will leave a nigga, poor broke & lonely



Willin to go and stick anything that let's em stick 'em



'cause thru all that bullshit, he's lookin for anotha victim







Chorus 2X: Jeru The Damaja







Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha stick 'em





Brrr, brrr, stick 'em, hahaha, stick 'em

Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha stick 'em



Hahahahahaha







{Miz Marvel



Perfect example, it was like Monday the 10th

Late afternoon, just on my king and it was time well spent





In any event, this niggas eyein me, it's evident



Try hard to cement, to ignore his twisted compliments



He seem hell bent for my time, a hundred percent

Asked to come to sit at my table, if I was the age of contended





And no why he would put himself thru such torment



And despite the corny line, you could see the extent



That he would go, said he'd pay my rent, dress me and give me dough



Follow by cants and comments bout my bodies measurements

I said "I don't drink moet, take loot to get bent





Or use niggas to pay rent, I'm independent"



His response that "You heaven sent



But I haven't met a chick that ain't have a price yet"

I said "Well, I must be a different type of female





While bitches waitin to exhale, I plot schemes to black male



Talkin bout, you wash your car, who you knew and your wealth"



A new expirement, thinkin this niggas playin himself



With just his arogance, not to exclude his rude attitude



How he pursued, relentless references to seein me nude



The wrong move, this jiggy nigga really thinks he's smooth





Like he got somethin to prove, and I got nothin to lose

I know his style, never ran into a femme fatale





Like you hearin right now, comin thru ya ear canal

I smile politely, so as not to blow my cover



Carryin on conversation, knowin that I'm on some other shit



Should have stopped when he had the chance to quit

Talkin about his income, and how bout he wanna get some



Next time we meet, he'll just be the next victim









Chorus







{Miz Marvel



Like my girl Nina, bangin body and she was cute

But she'd only fuck with niggas if they had mad loot







Plenty ice, nice ride, but she'd always have to drive

Trying to compesate the shit, that as a youth she was deprived



She survived, only to end up to being 85



Talkin bout I played that nigga, keep it real baby...

														   

														   











		
			



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