Terror Squad

[Chorus]
She wanna take me home and lay me up inside her home
She wanna turn me on, breakfast in the mornin'
She said Daddy let me take ya home
Papi let me take ya home
And I said Mami you can take me home
if you let the whole crew get on (bitch)
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I got this chick from Cali, profilin', she's whilin'
She's gangsta, she knows that she's got it like that
We was drivin on Crenshaw and cruisin for food when
she pulled up beside me sat off in a 'Lac
And I said Damn girl you actin like you don't know never seen me before
episode of cribs on MTV, video what you think TS stand for?
She said Terrific Sex, yeah that's who and the diamonds is no facade
Used to be a broke nigga from the BX
Now I'm rich got the world screamin Terror Squad
Think about it now, everywhere we go
Every other city we tour, they never say no
Seems like every other night I got a different chick beggin me...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Remy Martin]
I was up in the club right had some Remy in my cup right
And that's when I peeped him, he was lookin so fresh and so cleaned up
From the fitted down to his sneakers
I really do mean this I ain't never seen this, there
was some people standin in between us
I had to go over there so I could meet him I had him
pimped up in the cut near the speakers