[Intro: Jadakiss]
Uh huh
Joc, I told you I got you, baby
[Chorus: ? & Yung Joc]
[?]
Told her we could meet, we could [?]
[?] top floor [?]
[?] ball [?]
I'm going left, ho
I'm going left, ho
I see you tryna keep up, catch your breath, ho
And don't get left, ho
It's nothing left, ho
And when you looking for me, catch me on the left, ho
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Goddamn right, I told that ho I'm going left
Me, I'm in the hood, moving the oppisit of pepsi
Darkskinned [?] Nesley
If giving head was a sport, she could get a [?]
In the back smoking, or either by the bar
50 racks on me, 20 in the car
Iced out dog tag, presidential R
My niggas on lock, I'm a represent for y'all
Only right I been getting down since a younging
Lord only knows all the pounds that I brung in
As far as the paper chasе, I'm still running
Chocolate just left, I got a redbonе coming
[Chorus: ? & Yung Joc]
[?]
Told her we could meet, we could [?]
[?] top floor [?]
[?] ball [?]
I'm going left, ho
I'm going left, ho
I see you tryna keep up, catch your breath, ho
And don't get left, ho
It's nothing left, ho
And when you looking for me, catch me on the left, ho
[Verse 2: Yung Joc]
Got a pocket fulla dollar, call me the yung [?]
Nigga get wrong, get stomped like a step show
Got a red bitch, pussy pink like pepto
I saved a lotta money, 'cause I shop [?]
Giko moonwalk with niggas like Michael
Got crazy paper, my pockets on psycho
Your bitch [?] motherfucking light show
Now I'm like [?] 'cause she sucking on the pipe slow
You don't want these problems, I hit you with the rifle
And leave your ass leaking like you on your fucking cycle
Aw shit, I just went to the left [?]
Stole your bitch, I'm a motherfucking clepto
[Chorus: ? & Yung Joc]
[?]
Told her we could meet, we could [?]
[?] top floor [?]
[?] ball [?]
I'm going left, ho
I'm going left, ho
I see you tryna keep up, catch your breath, ho
And don't get left, ho
It's nothing left, ho
And when you looking for me, catch me on the left, ho
[Verse 3: Big A]
Top floor with the [?], [?] the W
Ho bad as hell, I said I wish that I could double you
Any given Sunday, I might pull up [?]
These niggas balling, but I'm 2K13-ing
2 racks for the shoe, nigga, watch your step
Ho won't get right, so I keep it to the left
To the left, to the left
[?]
Trash bag money, yeah I'm talking hefty
Fat boy fly, [?] chilling with a Jetson
Money just woke up, you see the way it's stretching
They say my heart cold, you would think the heat broke
Team full of shooters like the Heat coach
[Chorus: ? & Yung Joc]
[?]
Told her we could meet, we could [?]
[?] top floor [?]
[?] ball [?]
I'm going left, ho
I'm going left, ho
I see you tryna keep up, catch your breath, ho
And don't get left, ho
It's nothing left, ho
And when you looking for me, catch me on the left, ho
