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    [Chorus: Sunny Valentine (Tash Mahogany)]
    She's my number one gangsta chick (my starter) She's my number one starter chick
    She's my number one drafted pick, she's my number one line on the hit
    I only wanna see it (my starter) It's truly needed, When the ball drops...
    Anything she say, you know I'm gonna do (my starter)
    Watch out, watch out, when that ball drops...

    [Streetlife]
    You'se a starter, like Candice Parker
    Take flight like Skywalker, might wolf it on ya father
    Still the athlete, play of the week
    G.P.A. 4.0 and the game's complete
    Skintone buttercream, all defensive team
    Dreamgirl like Jennifer Hudson, you're my Queen
    To be, I'm ya King, keep ya under the wing
    Together we can capture the ring
    You the human highlight, body type, just right
    Hairdo stay tight, go hard ball all night
    All-star shine so bright
    Hall of famer, about to take the game to new heights
    You're my number one draft pick, Madonna classic
    No look dunks to the basket
    Yeah, yeah, that's mine, that's mine...

    [Chorus]

    [GZA]
    Blunt smoke, fifth hundred stroke
    I'm going nuts, full clip, shoot up her fat lips
    And round butt, catch Heat when I'm In Too Deep
    The answer beeps, she take dives on the busiest streets
    Whatever situation or the circumstances
    Outdoor, indoor, she's taking the chances
    Hotel, motel or Holiday Inn
    Overlooking that bible, she continued to sin
    Spread wide on the desk, paperwork all in a mess
    While the ceiling fan blowing her dress
    Ten minutes of jerking along with the slurping
    Her skirt hid her talent until I raised the curtains
    Showtime at the Apollo, she'll follow my lead
    Then get on her knees, then swallow her pride
    Strapped and ready to ride

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    [Chorus]

    [Inspectah Deck]
    Yeah, that's my down bitch
    That's my down bitch, anything she do for her man
    If it's lying on the stand, fish frying in the pan
    She a Queen like Liz the third, wicked curves
    On her word, stay still, rocking linens and furs
    While she do it in the sack, jazz music in the back
    Flat blew a nigga back, act two, I'm into that
    Damn right, she the star of my team
    When we stepped on the strip, baby girl, we the heart of the scene
    Whether Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan or Queens
    Staten Island, she styling, if not, she's not seen
    Playboy status, every man's lust
    She acting all shy, but she likes handcuffs

    [U-God]
    I'm the first on the court, first to hit the dance floor
    The floss in this rap sport, what more can ya ask for?
    Let ya glass pour, Wu-Tang is here now
    All my Independent Women, time to let ya hair down
    Bottles popping, everything is fair ground
    Fresh legs, window shopping, can't help to stare it down
    You'se a starter cuz I chose ya first
    Baby, you'se a starter, where you throw that skirt
    Lady, you'se a starter, where ya hold it down
    Yeah, I'm Cold Blooded, then ya love my style
    This is rush hour traffic, first one to merk off
    It's like clockwork, first to get ya work off
    I'm the workhorse, Killa Bee performer
    Pro darter, starter, not a bench warmer, what?

    [Chorus]

    [Outro: kung fu sample]
    You've learned how to kill
    Every moved you've learned is trained to that end
    Yet, we wish to preserve life
    The first thing to learn, is that difference
    Then you can start training with us, from the beginning

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