Capricorn Now What Lyrics

I want the beat to come in, aaah 
Wha-wha-whoa-whoa-whoa 
And make that shit bang like that old shit 
Like what 
Uhh 

[Chorus:] 

He said "It's poppin at the club" 
Ya rollin down the strip on dubs 
I got the Cristal in the cup 
Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what 

Pay attention from the top my nigga 
Figure it out, Capricorn is here to turn shit out 
Sexy motherfucker, bells ring, cap the dog 
Out the penal into the club, clear the smoke screen 
Hottie revival, check the routine 
I rip shit from Cali to Queens, doin my thang nahmean? 
??? tone gon' handle the voice prone 
Well-connected, underworld ties, to each his own 
I play my park control zone, let it be known 
Baby girl rockin them world, wit the strips on 
Heady eyes, no surprise, I stay fly 
Caught this nigga peepin me out, a wiseguy 
He was mackin and I was mackin back 
Invisionin some shit we would do if laid flat 
Meet me at the bar, so we can parlay 
Thug Pass' action wit Cris, fuck Alize 

[Chorus x2] 

Damn 
Twisted sex style so they empty me 
Seven figure sent deals like fees you pay for me 
My nigga need the 4 G's, smoke the ill trees 
Scope Gabbana C's, ya bout the 8-50, bitch please 
Be attitude cos he don't know you, tight rule 
Keep the balance on line, for those who been confused, nigga 
Cross thoughts, do it wrong he rules, baby boy 
Heavy in game, he play, you lose 
How Do U Want It? I'm askin you like Pac 
And if ya askin me well man I like it on the top 
Hot like fire, natural born killer for hire 
Covered like Esquire the liar 
Easy like your shire, send yo ass to blues wrong 
I'm like that long calm beauty, I got the strong arm 
There's no ???? shit, you crossed me wrong 
Hot sex live on set, checkmate the pawn/porn 

[Chorus x2] 

Double-bed, wolfin this, we right back 
Willy out, superstar clout, I cover your points Brett 
Enemies is infrared, that's how I see em 
Sayin some shit I said I didn't mean, you cats believe em 
Only a man I fucked em, hauled ass and trucked em 
Said he liked it my way and so I stuck him 
For the cash wit my bitch ass, but he liked dat 
He must cos he keep on comin right back 

[Chorus x2] 

[Outro:] 

He said "It's poppin at the club" 
Capricorn, y'all ain't ready for me 
Y'all ain't fuckin me, y'all can't do it like me 
Comin from the Westside 
Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what 
And all the bitches and all the niggas 
And everybody knee deep in the game 
Don't be a dumb nigga in the game nigga 
Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what 
Uhh, doja, indo, chronic, tha shit is here 
Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what 
Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what 
Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what 
Got em knee deep with the freak now what what what