Checkin For You

Joell Ortiz

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    You goin about this all wrong, son
    Look at you

    It's Friday night, and you just got paid
    But you done spent every dime on this hoe, tryin to get laid
    But that's a weak angle (word) that's what the streets made
    You a halfway trick nigga? Make me sick nigga
    Okay, you in the spot behind that bitch liquor
    That's cool, but her friends too? She got like six wit her
    You Mr? Mig Figure? Man you's a big sucka
    It's (Friday) and you spent e'rything like you Chris Tucker
    Let's knock the move, think these ladies all on you cause you rockin jewels
    And you got a face like some model dude (please)
    You beyond a fool (look)
    Dawg you spendin all yo' cash, man they got you all gassed like rocket fuel
    But you know what? I ain't knockin you
    Whores exist, so you might score and shit, not impossible
    If that's how you want it, then so be it
    But you spendin gwap, so listen pop, I hope you go beat it

    You got a lot of talk, know how to put it down
    But when you show yo' face, she don't come around
    She ain't checkin for ya (nah)
    Listen to me young blood, she ain't checkin for ya - ha ha (ha ha)
    You like the way she walk, makes it worthwhile
    I'm hearin that's yo' lady, but when I come around
    She ain't checkin for ya (nah)
    Listen to me young blood, she ain't checkin for ya - ha ha (ha ha)

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    Fresh car wash, you got your rims spinnin?
    You all set to pull over and try to get women
    You'll only get those that's whip driven
    Please, I be big pimpin in wrinkled white tees and ripped linen
    I don't need a item for me to pipe 'em
    Homie my talk game raw, like the meat that they feed the lion
    They can talk about how conceited I am
    But I ain't marryin unless she don't want me, offer me a diamond
    See, with you? You gotta spend dough
    Cause you a square, and yo' game's outdated, you're Nintendo
    And that's a damn shame, you borrow your man's Range
    To go to the club, and spend your re-up on champagne
    Can't be serious, trick, you weak!
    You was producin you probably show chicks your beats
    Cause you a (what) LAME! (LAME!) Word
    You're still spendin gwap on that same bird

    What your watch like four? (Uh-huh) Your chain like six?
    Spendin and try to score, homeboy that's priceless
    But e'rybody can't do it like this
    I keep her here with a beer, some of us must buy Cris'
    I got that gift, I do not act stiff
    She got her nose in the air, I tell her stop that ish
    Please, ain't no chick better than Joell
    But hey, if you choose to spend cheddar, oh well
    What can I say? That's YOUR money
    Correction, WAS your money, now that's that hoe's money
    I laugh from a distance cause, it's so funny
    Look at you hoppin around tryin to chase a snow bunny
    You can't catch her cause, she already caught ya
    Our eyes didn't have dinner, she done ate off mine for ya
    I ain't said a word, she like the way my body talk
    I'ma take her to the crib and change her body walk

    Yeah, see that's how you do this here
    You ol' jive turkey, but ain't doin it right
    You just like the rest of them
    You ain't like me
    I done seen 'em all, son
    Big, small, short and tall

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