Lyrics:
Church Dropping Names

at a pre announced site A head on my shoulders and I feel all right Alter the courses Stand near my flames Questionable sources, only dropping names Dropping names

'm from the projects Yo, but on the floor tied Don't matter, we'll take up all size Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is Since five, I talk jive in church

t changed, still the same D.O.E be the name, I'm from North Side Queens Next up(Ha, hey I believe that's me) And what's ya name(Bran' Nu a.k.a Brandy

.B. Baby won't you just quit the contemplating 'Cause I'll box you in your muthafuckin' mouth My Cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen to it drop

on Top Cat, top that, I'm fat troop Drop the loop, then a scooper hoop ya like a hula To school a fool I present, a church to repent I get you Guess

Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time for sittin' in the penitentuary All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work When theb album drop

in my case that is She's soft and sexy with strawberry lip gloss La Pearla thongs with the Ice Berry flip flops The kind of girl that makes you drip, drop

clothes off Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off Girl, I like the way you shake that thang Get it girl, make that change Like the way you pop, drop, stop, say my name

I never listened and used to cuss in back of the church Bracking the Max is my birth, packing a gat on the turf Ready to drop any sucker on contact