Lyrics Starter - Wu-Tang Clan, Sunny Valentine, Tash Mahogany

Starter

Wu Tang Clan\nThe 8 Diagrams\nStarter\nShe’s my number one gangsta chick (my starter) She’s my number one starter chick\nShe’s my number one drafted pick, she’s my number one line on the hit\nI only wanna see it (my starter) It’s truly needed, When the ball drops…\nAnything she say, you know I’m gonna do (my starter)\nWatch out, watch out, when that ball drops…\nYou’se a starter, like Candice Parker\nTake flight like Skywalker, might wolf it on ya father\nStill the athlete, play of the week\nG.P.A. 4.0 and the game’s complete\nSkintone buttercream, all defensive team\nDreamgirl like Jennifer Hudson, you’re my Queen\nTo be, I’m ya King, keep ya under the wing\nTogether we can capture the ring\nYou the human highlight, body type, just right\nHairdo stay tight, go hard ball all night\nAll-star shine so bright\nHall of famer, about to take the game to new heights\nYou’re my number one draft pick, Madonna classic\nNo look dunks to the basket\nYeah, yeah, that’s mine, that’s mine…\nBlunt smoke, fifth hundred stroke\nI’m going nuts, full clip, shoot up her fat lips\nAnd round butt, catch Heat when I’m In Too Deep\nThe answer beeps, she take dives on the busiest streets\nWhatever situation or the circumstances\nOutdoor, indoor, she’s taking the chances\nHotel, motel or Holiday Inn\nOverlooking that bible, she continued to sin\nSpread wide on the desk, paperwork all in a mess\nWhile the ceiling fan blowing her dress\nTen minutes of jerking along with the slurping\nHer skirt hid her talent until I raised the curtains\nShowtime at the Apollo, she’ll follow my lead\nThen get on her knees, then swallow her pride\nStrapped and ready to ride\nYeah, that’s my down bitch\nThat’s my down bitch, anything she do for her man\nIf it’s lying on the stand, fish frying in the pan\nShe a Queen like Liz the third, wicked curves\nOn her word, stay still, rocking linens and furs\nWhile she do it in the sack, jazz music in the back\nFlat blew a nigga back, act two, I’m into that\nDamn right, she the star of my team\nWhen we stepped on the strip, baby girl, we the heart of the scene\nWhether Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan or Queens\nStaten Island, she styling, if not, she’s not seen\nPlayboy status, every man’s lust\nShe acting all shy, but she likes handcuffs\nI’m the first on the court, first to hit the dance floor\nThe floss in this rap sport, what more can ya ask for?\nLet ya glass pour, Wu-Tang is here now\nAll my Independent Women, time to let ya hair down\nBottles popping, everything is fair ground\nFresh legs, window shopping, can’t help to stare it down\nYou’se a starter cuz I chose ya first\nBaby, you’se a starter, where you throw that skirt\nLady, you’se a starter, where ya hold it down\nYeah, I’m Cold Blooded, then ya love my style\nThis is rush hour traffic, first one to merk off\nIt’s like clockwork, first to get ya work off\nI’m the workhorse, Killa Bee performer\nPro darter, starter, not a bench warmer, what?\nYou’ve learned how to kill\nEvery moved you’ve learned is trained to that end\nYet, we wish to preserve life\nThe first thing to learn, is that difference\nThen you can start training with us, from the beginning