Its time, no one saw me.
Its time, undisputed and all.
Its time, for the clash of the titans.
Its time for the rise and fall.
Served Served You got Served
Before it gets worse you better detour
Come to shame whos to blame
Can't get enough o the SERVING
Gonna make it to the town in peace y'all
Gonna make it to the parlour down the street before y'all
Its time for mama to come and take you home
Its time for da little lady to go where she belongs
Have you ever met a girl who dressed real fly
And wanted all the things that your money could buy?
She wanted gold chains, a brand new Louie
You gotta spend money to get that coochie
She'll find a man who thought he was raw
Then leave him heartbroken when his money was no more
She'll get any man and treat him nice
Now she wanted me, the Fresh Kid Ice
But I knew her game, and that's a fact
I'm sorry to say that ...
Gonna make it gonna break it gonna overtake it
Gonna go overseas and trace it
Gonna fly real high till I touch the sky
And when i come down I say whoops look at your fly
Served Served You got Served
Before it gets worse you better detour
Come to shame whos to blame
Can't get enough o the SERVING
Served Served You got Served
Before it gets worse you better detour
Come to shame whos to blame
Can't get enough o the SERVING
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