Heavy D And The Boyz On Point Lyrics

On Point Lyrics

featuring Big Punisher Eighball

[Eightball]
Yeah Yeah (Heavy D: Uh
huh)
Eightball the fat mack in the house you know what I'm talking
about
(Heavy D: Big Shots)
Space Age representing you know what I'm
talking about
(Heavy D: You feel this?)
Big Pun up in here you know what
I'm talking about
(Heavy D: Uh)
Heavy D (Heavy D: Eightball is you ready
my nigga)
Fat Mack (Heavy D: Big Pun is you ready my nigga)
We gonna do
this you know what I'm talking about
Sure, poor, bloor, this how we
do
(Heavy D: Hev Digga born ready my nigga)
Heavy D, set it
up

[Heavy D]
Big Gentlemen
Asshole full of Benjamins
New
millenium
New Bentley then, a sort addition
Gorgeous women
Swimming in
'em
Cinnamon with denim
Diva pigeons
Peep the glissin'
Y'all don't
listen
See what you missin'
Diggy, double shot a henny
All about the
ammo NeY
Bubble like no any
Diamond lipped
Crucifixe
Seducing
chicks
Selective whips
Consecutive hits
I break sun with Pun
Crew
hall with Ball
Screw all of y'all
We the bigshots
Heavy
rotation
Every location
Smoke stogies with roadies on the corner in front
of Bodega's
World famous
You gon' love us or hate us
You the type
that'd scuff up my gators
Because of my papers
Been about my
glitter
So you killin my jaw
DAMN can't a nigga live
homeboy?

[Chorus]x4

[Big Punisher]
You on point Hev(Heavy on
4th repeat)
[Heavy D]
I'm on point Pun
You on point
Ball
[Eightball]
I'm on point what

[Eightball]
Days and
days
Blazing green shades
Of sticky haze
Remember Eightball from doin'
it the player way
Turn it up and we gon' rock it 'till the track
stops
Make the club seem hotter than a crack spot
Players pushin' poetry
like it's a kilo
Keep my jewelry froze
Like my name's Sub Zero
Pimp
'till I'm gone thug living ain't new to me
Love me a ghetto girl and
everything she do to me
Presidential suites and Bezo's turn 'em out
Pass
'em through the clique until everybody burn 'em out
How you lovin' that
icin' on the cake right
Miami girls hit that white and shake it all
night
Slab riders, chrome twinkies
Smokin' sticky
Iced pinky
With
some styles flipping with me
Memphis, let me break it down for you
pal
Makin' easy money pimping hoes in style

[Chorus]x4

[Big
Punisher]
It's me, BP
From the middle of little Italy
With Eightball
and Heavy
Diddly diddly diddly dee
Its no surprise
How we
pulverize
All you smaller guys
Fronting that you live but we
oversize
Holding knives to you neck
All my nines and my techs
Shine on
but get strive for the best
Take time to perfect
Every rhyme that I
kick
I should get a sign on my dick
"I don't got time for them
chicks"
They be tryin' to resist
Everytime I insist
They
submit
Bitch don't be lying on my prick
I'm too quick for your lies and
deception
Hold your eyes in my direction
If you strive for
perfection
Just watch the pro
But its like a chore
You gotta cap and
go
Feel the most
Catch me next time I gotta rock a show
Gots to
go
I'll be back and some other fat chick
Peace to the Bronx, a mother in
this rap shit

[Chorus] to fade out