Bitches From Eastwick

[Intro: Jadakiss]

Been here for hours, nigga

You been pushin' buttons all day, man, your job was easy today, man

The fuck, man?

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]

Ayo, I woke up in a daze with a slight headache

You know the usual, the studio gettin' red late

Serious jet lag when I get to bed late

That's why I fuck 'cause I be weak when I get head late

Today I got a session with Ronnie, I mean Veronica

Met her last year about a week before Hanukkah

Sounds foolish, I mean, honey wasn't jewish

But she had a lot of dough and she was nice on computers

She told me she was born and raised in Bermuda

And came here just to get a job as a tutor

I pursued her, make a long story short, screwed her

She moved and she came back, still on the same track

Same width, same chips, ass, it was still fat

And I ain't really think she was a freak

But she did ask a lot of questions 'bout Stylez and Sheek

She called me and said she was in town for a week

The Westside, Manhattan, the Suite, and the Marquise

How I felt about gettin' up for old times' sakes

I'ma bring Stylez and Sheek with me, that'd be great

Just have two friends, we gon' bring the truck and the new Benz

Desert in the stash and the Sony cam zoom lens

All have ourself one big hell of a weekend

Eat at Puff's joint and catch a show at the Beacon

Twist a Dutch blaze from Y-O to the Hudson

Pass the tall one, two-five, we still puffin'

We got the heat on a cold night in the winter

Stylez, you remember, Sheek, you remember

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]

Oh yeah, I remember them hoes that night

We was at the Beacon, right? Chris Tucker performing

All of us was in there, outside, it was stormin'

Cats and dogs, ayo, these hoes was tough

Besides, the air condition on high, we was icy enough

From my neck to the belt buckle to our shoes, shall I go on?

With five of us up front, he needed shades to perform

Mose from the floor up, we inside, toe up

I drink, they smoke, no coke

Besides, the shit he said on stage, the cash we had on us was no joke

I slid four seats down, she sittin' there smilin'

Lookin' like she from an island, not them chicks that be out wildin'

Told me that her name was Cindy, favorite show Mork & Mindy

Favorite color green, no kids, but plan to have plenty

We chit then chat about this and that

From what kind of whip she push to what bar she be at

She played hard to get, but we made it from the movie to the jacuzzi

From the jacuzzi to the bed, we fucked until we both got woozy

Woke up breath stinkin', yawnin' and shit

I smelt breakfast in the kitchen, but where was the bitch?

I walked in there, it was cheese, eggs, and grits on the table

With beef sausages and orange juice next to the cable

With a note sayin', "Sorry I had to rob you, baby, but

I need cash like you, I ain't your ordinary slut

Or dick teaser, please, I need food in my freezer

And by the time you read this note, I done been spent your Visa"

[Verse 3: Styles P]

I remember Beatrice, but niggas like me call her B

'Cause she like to fuck doggy style plus hold the D

But now I gotta handle this 'cause they scandalous

Cindy robbed Sheek and moved to Los Angeles

Like I won't kill her friends, went to bounce, they stole a Benz

Note in the garage to y'all entourage

Y'all three rugged niggas, but y'all gotta get robbed

And don't take it personal, we didn't finish the job

Ménage à trois, we kill niggas with they dick hard

They got me lookin' at the letter stuck, why the fuck they left the truck?

Three bitches in my house, probably try to wet me up

Crept to the kitchen, seen Ronnie by the cabinet

Tried the gun holster with the forty-four magnet

Shot her in the heart then caught the urge to stabbin' it

Then I seen Cindy, the bitch tried to end me

Runnin' out the living room, bustin' off the semi

The bitch couldn't aim, so I blew her out the frame

Turned around to Beatrice, why you look speechless?

We could've lived it up then just fucked on the beaches

And now you gotta die and the stupid bitch is reachin'

Before I cocked it back, I heard tires screechin'

Saw Sheek and Jay and started motherfuckin' squeezin'