Bond Lyrics
| Song | Bond |
| Artist | Slick Rick |
| Album | The Ruler's Back |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yeah, boy! | |
| Check it out slick, ya know what i'm sayin? | |
| No complaining | |
| I reached my destination and its raining | |
| I'm in columbia, the bond steps off the plane and | |
| I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar | |
| Its chief of police, grease bond, tell me to follow | |
| Treated me to everything, no taxin, maxin | |
| Gives me a hotel suite for me to relax in | |
| Seems everyone was in my silk drawers | |
| A cloud does it have to bug me a daffy nerve | |
| Jumpin out the closet, word up, dead nigga | |
| Said "chief how do you figure tryin to arrest me, the double for the | |
| Murder of the nigga?" | |
| Now in a cell, but not for long, and now i'm out, i hear a weeping | |
| One asleep, other sleep, kept creeping | |
| Bumped into another, my appearance was alarming | |
| (to who) some lady that thought i'm charming | |
| Please, the way i is i don't even have to say hon, | |
| So who's a don? | |
| You better believe the nigga keeps girls fond, | |
| The name's bond! | |
| Well, i'm outside and its the chief with twenty thiefs like the brainiac | |
| Aware because the double 0 was bucking like a maniac | |
| Till nobody lives, so hon, nowhere to do correct | |
| Said "excuse me baby, but where they hiding the hooker at?" | |
| "around the block, but chill at least chill till the storm has stopped" | |
| Decided it was a helicopter, sounds like its warming up | |
| Grabbed ya leg, shot the chief, someone said "stop hawking" | |
| Shook me off at twenty-thou, the bond got up walking | |
| They was laughing as they left they grew thinner like iraqi, | |
| Got the plans from the dying chief of police in her pocket | |
| To make it even worse honey girl was definetly rattin | |
| Was holding her in a club that was happening in manhattan | |
| I'm on the plane in the day seemed nothing was a phasing, | |
| Except for the stewardess jocking the amazing, | |
| But kept my composure, had another honey hon, | |
| Who the don? | |
| Better believe the nigga keep girls fond, | |
| The name's bond! | |
| Back at home in new york, i didn't want to get too overfly | |
| You wanna know why i pulled out my 535i? (pimp!) | |
| Boy i see some lookouts with some girls that's annoyed | |
| It was a private engagement for the dealer and the boys | |
| Double just passed the hoods with their faces painted | |
| Walked in, say a good twent girls fainted | |
| Throw cousins all out but seems that everyone was shitting, | |
| And man i was so cool i even carried me a kitten (reowr!) | |
| Trouble for the double 0? wouldn't swallow that | |
| Who's the man with the golden guuuuun and all of that | |
| Turned curls of mercy, left blood on the walls of | |
| Rescued the shorty who was all on the walls of | |
| Whore said "you're late!" i don't wanna hear none of your dissing | |
| Nabbed the cash, made a good twenty million on the mission | |
| Good job, not to mention had the balls honey hung | |
| So who's a don? | |
| Better believe the nigga keeps girls fond | |
| The name's bond! |
| Yeah, boy! | |
| Check it out slick, ya know what i' m sayin? | |
| No complaining | |
| I reached my destination and its raining | |
| I' m in columbia, the bond steps off the plane and | |
| I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar | |
| Its chief of police, grease bond, tell me to follow | |
| Treated me to everything, no taxin, maxin | |
| Gives me a hotel suite for me to relax in | |
| Seems everyone was in my silk drawers | |
| A cloud does it have to bug me a daffy nerve | |
| Jumpin out the closet, word up, dead nigga | |
| Said " chief how do you figure tryin to arrest me, the double for the | |
| Murder of the nigga?" | |
| Now in a cell, but not for long, and now i' m out, i hear a weeping | |
| One asleep, other sleep, kept creeping | |
| Bumped into another, my appearance was alarming | |
| to who some lady that thought i' m charming | |
| Please, the way i is i don' t even have to say hon, | |
| So who' s a don? | |
| You better believe the nigga keeps girls fond, | |
| The name' s bond! | |
| Well, i' m outside and its the chief with twenty thiefs like the brainiac | |
| Aware because the double 0 was bucking like a maniac | |
| Till nobody lives, so hon, nowhere to do correct | |
| Said " excuse me baby, but where they hiding the hooker at?" | |
| " around the block, but chill at least chill till the storm has stopped" | |
| Decided it was a helicopter, sounds like its warming up | |
| Grabbed ya leg, shot the chief, someone said " stop hawking" | |
| Shook me off at twentythou, the bond got up walking | |
| They was laughing as they left they grew thinner like iraqi, | |
| Got the plans from the dying chief of police in her pocket | |
| To make it even worse honey girl was definetly rattin | |
| Was holding her in a club that was happening in manhattan | |
| I' m on the plane in the day seemed nothing was a phasing, | |
| Except for the stewardess jocking the amazing, | |
| But kept my composure, had another honey hon, | |
| Who the don? | |
| Better believe the nigga keep girls fond, | |
| The name' s bond! | |
| Back at home in new york, i didn' t want to get too overfly | |
| You wanna know why i pulled out my 535i? pimp! | |
| Boy i see some lookouts with some girls that' s annoyed | |
| It was a private engagement for the dealer and the boys | |
| Double just passed the hoods with their faces painted | |
| Walked in, say a good twent girls fainted | |
| Throw cousins all out but seems that everyone was shitting, | |
| And man i was so cool i even carried me a kitten reowr! | |
| Trouble for the double 0? wouldn' t swallow that | |
| Who' s the man with the golden guuuuun and all of that | |
| Turned curls of mercy, left blood on the walls of | |
| Rescued the shorty who was all on the walls of | |
| Whore said " you' re late!" i don' t wanna hear none of your dissing | |
| Nabbed the cash, made a good twenty million on the mission | |
| Good job, not to mention had the balls honey hung | |
| So who' s a don? | |
| Better believe the nigga keeps girls fond | |
| The name' s bond! |
| Yeah, boy! | |
| Check it out slick, ya know what i' m sayin? | |
| No complaining | |
| I reached my destination and its raining | |
| I' m in columbia, the bond steps off the plane and | |
| I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar | |
| Its chief of police, grease bond, tell me to follow | |
| Treated me to everything, no taxin, maxin | |
| Gives me a hotel suite for me to relax in | |
| Seems everyone was in my silk drawers | |
| A cloud does it have to bug me a daffy nerve | |
| Jumpin out the closet, word up, dead nigga | |
| Said " chief how do you figure tryin to arrest me, the double for the | |
| Murder of the nigga?" | |
| Now in a cell, but not for long, and now i' m out, i hear a weeping | |
| One asleep, other sleep, kept creeping | |
| Bumped into another, my appearance was alarming | |
| to who some lady that thought i' m charming | |
| Please, the way i is i don' t even have to say hon, | |
| So who' s a don? | |
| You better believe the nigga keeps girls fond, | |
| The name' s bond! | |
| Well, i' m outside and its the chief with twenty thiefs like the brainiac | |
| Aware because the double 0 was bucking like a maniac | |
| Till nobody lives, so hon, nowhere to do correct | |
| Said " excuse me baby, but where they hiding the hooker at?" | |
| " around the block, but chill at least chill till the storm has stopped" | |
| Decided it was a helicopter, sounds like its warming up | |
| Grabbed ya leg, shot the chief, someone said " stop hawking" | |
| Shook me off at twentythou, the bond got up walking | |
| They was laughing as they left they grew thinner like iraqi, | |
| Got the plans from the dying chief of police in her pocket | |
| To make it even worse honey girl was definetly rattin | |
| Was holding her in a club that was happening in manhattan | |
| I' m on the plane in the day seemed nothing was a phasing, | |
| Except for the stewardess jocking the amazing, | |
| But kept my composure, had another honey hon, | |
| Who the don? | |
| Better believe the nigga keep girls fond, | |
| The name' s bond! | |
| Back at home in new york, i didn' t want to get too overfly | |
| You wanna know why i pulled out my 535i? pimp! | |
| Boy i see some lookouts with some girls that' s annoyed | |
| It was a private engagement for the dealer and the boys | |
| Double just passed the hoods with their faces painted | |
| Walked in, say a good twent girls fainted | |
| Throw cousins all out but seems that everyone was shitting, | |
| And man i was so cool i even carried me a kitten reowr! | |
| Trouble for the double 0? wouldn' t swallow that | |
| Who' s the man with the golden guuuuun and all of that | |
| Turned curls of mercy, left blood on the walls of | |
| Rescued the shorty who was all on the walls of | |
| Whore said " you' re late!" i don' t wanna hear none of your dissing | |
| Nabbed the cash, made a good twenty million on the mission | |
| Good job, not to mention had the balls honey hung | |
| So who' s a don? | |
| Better believe the nigga keeps girls fond | |
| The name' s bond! |
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