Ashanti - No One Does It Better lyrics
(feat. Charli Baltimore)
[Hook: Ashanti]
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
No one does it like Murder Inc.
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
Baby, no one does it like Murder Inc.
[Charli Baltimore]
Ain't none better, repeat the letters
Murder I-N-C fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dub it
And by the underground bastards, appeal to the masses
Style like Jackie Onassis, come through with Jackie on glasses
Protectin yo asses, 7 inch classes, FUCK ya'll bastards
G - catch a wiff of the murderous bitch, the murderous clique
Like you never heard of the chick
From the muscle I grind like corner hustlers
In the dead of winter, shit, tell me I ain't a winner
??, Got my mind on my money and my money in my pocket
Who the fuck gon' stop it, time for the honey is up
So dummy it up, who the FUCK gon' knock it
Now that The Inc. locked it, Chuck
[Hook]
[Charli Baltimore]
We got vision by I.G. [hook by Ashanti]
Got Chuck spittin, where the fuck ya'll fit in
Those without my name recognition
C.B. - bitch of the commision, still play my position
Oh, won't settle, put the foot to the pedal
In sneaks or stillettos, the chick is still ghetto
Hold the bitch down, but not under
I'm risen, mind driven like hundred mile collisions
How I'm spittin, niggaz is rewritin, and I'm just bullshittin
Gon' know when I'm hittin (uh)
Wrists start slittin, I'm killin 'em soft
A Predator, Slow Burn and I'm killin 'em off
Now, back to back let's pace it, 5 steps
Who wanna test the streets is on a record
187 mami, click behind me, ya'll know what the sellin be
Kill 'em with the melody, Chuck
[Hook]
[Charli Baltimore]
Now who that baige bitch poppin that shit like she cocky eyed
Inc. mami, bitch know how to find me
Out 'til the late night, studio trouble maker
Ass don't know how to take a (Murderous) love the hater
Flows liek an elevator, 'cause each level I'm up, ya'll gettin off
Fucker, who wanna cross the line
It's real thin with a pad and a pen
And I spit 10 and throw ya'll 6 for the win
Again - ya'll early, niggaz thoughts "But the chicks all girly,
body all curvy", FUCK how the world be
I'm mobbin' on the top of ya'll
I-N-C and C.B. cock-blockin' ya'll, Chuck
[Hook]
