[ INTRO: Fat Joe ]
Yeah yeah
Terror Squad what-what
Cuban Link what-what
'99, baby
[ VERSE 1: Cuban Link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party
Plus I always cause trouble when I guzzle Bacardi
Got the hotties sippin rum, Maseratis with the stumps
Music bumpin out the trunk. everybody's gettin drunk
From the Bronx, settin, lettin it all out
No doubt, toast your coast
Reppin the east, west, north, south
Now it's all about the Terror Squad, ghetto superstars
Extra-large players like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
Word to God, Pun, my crew won't give a fuck who you are
We do our job like we part of the mob, shoot up the bar
Cuban the Don Daddy like John Gotti
I brung a long shotie for the chump bodies
If it's on it's on, mami
[ CHORUS ]
It's Mister Cuban Link, baby, comin through with the hits
Gettin love from the ladies while my crew in the triz
And this goes out to the players, thugs, hustlers and pimps
(We run shit)
All around the world
You know I do my thing, baby, Cuban Link full eclipse
Terror Squad, new era, god, better choose who you with
When we flip ain't no tellin what we do to your click
(We run shit)
All around the world
[ VERSE 2: Cuban Link ]
Villainous Terror Squadian, Bacardi dark got me crashin the party
Undressin hotties to take it all from the drawers to they Barbie bits
Pokin up in your ?vaginal? flow in Carhartts and Timbos
Thuggin it with a limp, cause Cuban Link is known to pimp hoes
Gettin bimbos from all angles, mandingo straight out the combo
From a bedroom I needed gettin head in a Durango
Grab your ankles, do the hula-hoop your culo while I do ya
Nothin's cooler than fuckin while you're puffin a bag of buddah
Don the Cuba's got your cura, schoolin juniors like butuvas
Smooth as Luther when it comes to suckin hooters like a hoover
Who the man now? Impressed so many mamis, I can't count
Holdin my count down till theDoo doo dee da oh..
Doo deh doo dah eh..
Chorus:
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know I know
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know it’s true
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know I know
Girl: Sucks to be you
I’m a bastard if it’s true
If things she did me is what I did to you,
I’m a bastard if it’s true,
And I guess it’s true.
Chorus:
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know I know
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know it’s true
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know I know
Girl: Sucks to be you
You need to know I finally understand,
And I gotta get in touch with you now, but I can’t
I just want to tell you I’m sorry,
I’m a bastard if it’s true
If things she did me is what I did to you,
I’m a bastard if it’s true,
And I guess it’s true.
Chorus:
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know I know
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know it’s true
Girl: Sucks to be you
Guy: I know I know
Girl: Sucks to be you
You need to know I finally understand,
And I gotta get in touch with you now, but I can’t,
I wish I could’ve made you happy,
But I’m a bastard..
I’m not saying is I wanted you to stay,
But tonight I feel like drivin’ my car to L