Lyrics:
on the ice in my white cup
If I see a bad lil yeah then I might cuff
Jagged edge vibes where the party at turnt ting
This a lil joint trying see what the vibe
Probably'll try it and probably like it
I can't know, what, he probably a psychic?
I know a crazy bitch by the look in her eyes
I know a cheating bitch gonna
feel like I walked out of heaven
J.E said it best, now I'm walking on this Jagged Edge
By myself cause I ain't got my baby girl, my love, my life
Francisco is ours it's not yours
From Cesar Chavez to Leidesdorff
Even to the wharf My style morph like generational styles
No jagged edges lost Go ahead
Step
formalities of having the fat shit
My status is impeccable
We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you
Jagged Edge coming through
Remember who
Hit it, did
formalities of having the fat shit
My status is impeccable
We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you
Jagged Edge coming through
Remember who
Hit it, did
way
Right track, baby, I was born this way
I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory and I'm hangin'
lives every time I try to drink wine
Caught up on the jagged edges
Now you can get some sort of measure as to where my head is
I need your presence
I
perfect
I can’t ever be perfect
Ya I feel the track all day
No matter what the people say
Walking to the edge and jump into it
Catch me if you can but I’m
the floors, by the elevator doors
That's the last thing that I saw
Damn, we plan to make grands of our home
(Number two)
Jagged edge, rockin' God, hard
formalities of having the fat shit
My status is impeccable
We wreckin' yo crew the casualty is you
Jagged Edge coming through
Remember who
Hit it did it
Fabolous, Jagged Edge
Don't be fooled
I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything
I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl,
Edge of sanity
Edge of sanity
Edge of sanity
Edge of sanity
I'm sittin up North, and doin' three to nine
And it feels like my whole life
sayin' (Girl--Tonight)
(Twista):
Hit it to that Jodeci
Hit it to that Jagged Edge
Hit it to that New Edition
Get you whipped and good for...
(Don't you
Red Bull
Pedal to the metal, I'm rippin' this shit
'Cause right away I'll give it to a bitch like a pedestrian, deadly as ever
You see what kind
cut something)
Is that what they saying?
(Cut something, cut something)
(Cut something on the low-low)
[Ludacris]
Check it out
Cut a nigga for
editor
Like I took credit
Call that jagged edges
Have you heard an Arabian
Flex like he work in a gymnasium
Do acts like I was an alien
And my bars is hard
Player got some money
You can tell by the clothes
Why they call me Too $hort
No one knows
Cuz when I pull it grows, and it grows, and it grows [Ooh Wee]
I
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
opening gaps like a rotten spots
While assuming speech was soft near these jagged rocks
Caving thoughts
Everything I know is wrong
Or so it seemed
I'm being hunted by pack of enemies from my past
I feel trapped like I don't know which way to go
Like I forgot the map and after that the compass broke
know they can't compare
Then stock my work and resell
It on the market and give Dax no shares
What the fuck? I'm 'bout to
Slide like a hockey puck, duck
Don't forget to do that thing for your mother Roosevelt!
Yeah yeah yeah, alright, alright
[Prince Poetry]
Running upon the jagged edge, FUCK,
I resurrect the dance floor like I'm Lazaryth from the cabinet
I bring it to the edge where the mics and the DJ's
Be hanging off the ledge, they
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