| Song | Bet Ya Man Can't (Triz) |
| Artist | Fat Joe |
| Album | Don Cartagena |
| 作词 : Cartagena, Delgado, Foster ... | |
| Blam, bang, bang baby | |
| Yeah, Terror | |
| Squad style | |
| Trizzie, check it out now | |
| Yo, I'm rated | |
| X in sexI flex like | |
| Lex LugorSo who's next to get | |
| Scooped up by this roughneck from | |
| Cuba?We do maneuvers like | |
| Super Dave | |
| Always with a group of babes | |
| Sayin', "Mami's out" | |
| Like Sugar | |
| Ray'Cause | |
| Cuban Link don't play miss | |
| I flip and do some strange(Shit) | |
| Witchu like hit you | |
| With the whips and chains, check it | |
| I get you naked like | |
| I'm mystic' | |
| Cause this is thick as a brick(Dick) | |
| Raw with big that bend it(Balls) | |
| Now let's get, physical, my jiggable pie | |
| Let this lyrical guy scuba dive | |
| Right between your thighs | |
| I satisfy like a | |
| Snickers bar' | |
| Cause I'm the bigger bar | |
| That'll stick you quicker than | |
| A 'spic will strip a car | |
| My repertoire holds a four star | |
| Performance with all women | |
| Hittin' more skins than | |
| Alec Baldwin | |
| You're fallin' in love and you can't get up | |
| Now check the cut, | |
| I stripped ya | |
| Now you can't strut, word up | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like that(Like that?) | |
| He can't work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like that(Like that?) | |
| I make you scream papa(You the best dada) | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like that(Like that?) | |
| He can't work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like that(Like that?) | |
| I make you scream papa(You the best dada) | |
| Yeah, uh, uh, yo | |
| Paradin' in the | |
| PalladiumAll eyes on my presence | |
| Poppin' the crist', sportin' the chick | |
| Straight out of essence | |
| Word up, patch thug | |
| Three quarter front | |
| Polo jiggy | |
| Be like, “ | |
| Who is he? | |
| Lookin' like a grizzly” | |
| While your girl watch me | |
| You're busy drink pissy | |
| Wanna lay your love | |
| But your love wanna kiss me, huh | |
| I got a fly team, me and my guys | |
| Gleam like high beams | |
| Makin' the killin' off | |
| Of friends with pipe dreams | |
| It might seem, like | |
| I'm conceited with the cream talk | |
| But I got the kind of green | |
| That could bribe a | |
| Supreme Court | |
| And when we talk | |
| The whole world listen | |
| Turn your back to | |
| T.S. for one second | |
| And find your girl missin' | |
| Baby, make me holla | |
| Take it off, | |
| I give you dolla | |
| We can party till manana | |
| Ain't nobody gotta know nada | |
| Word to Allah | |
| Give me some | |
| Mississippi massana | |
| I'll be in the sauna | |
| Troopin' the naga like the chupacabra | |
| Cool it mama, you gettin' too hot | |
| Bust a shot, boo-ya, rub it up and down | |
| Like my oo-wops, | |
| Suscia, show me your dirty dance | |
| The way you work the pants make | |
| Any man wanna jerk his gnads | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like that(Like that?) | |
| He can't work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like that(Like that?) | |
| I make you scream papa(You the best dada) | |
| Yo, my official like it in(Shit's) | |
| You like, | |
| Keith Murray | |
| Bury my beef, gettin' your sweet cherry | |
| Every week if necessary | |
| I'm very nasty like | |
| Nas, did you ask me? | |
| Pass me those, cheeks(Ass) | |
| And I'll bring you joy like | |
| Black Street | |
| In the backseat of my jeep | |
| We can chill or creep like | |
| TLC but don't sleep | |
| I keep it real, what the deal mami? | |
| You wanna feel on my steel salami? | |
| Come and try me, | |
| I'll sign my name | |
| All over your punani | |
| Ohh mami, you comin' home with me? | |
| All night in my tub drinkin' | |
| HennesseyGettin' layed up with your thighs up | |
| I'ma surprise her when | |
| I rise up, inside her | |
| Yippie kay yay, | |
| I'ma ride her | |
| And guide her straight to the triz | |
| Where we goin', straight to the crib | |
| Pun in here and | |
| Cuban and | |
| SeisYou know what time it is? | |
| Soon as we walk in the crib | |
| Let's get biz, triz, triz, triz | |
| Triz, triz, triz, triz, triz(Okay) | |
| Since ya man can't do it like | |
| Link(Like Link?) | |
| He can't work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like | |
| Seis(Like Seis?) | |
| I make you scream papa(You the best dada) | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like | |
| Crack(Like Crack?) | |
| He can't work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like | |
| Pun(Like Pun?) | |
| I make you scream papa(You the best bana) | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like | |
| Link(Like Link?) | |
| He can't work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like | |
| Seis(Like Seis?) | |
| I make you scream papa(You the best dada) | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like | |
| Crack(Like Crack?) | |
| He can't work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can't do it like | |
| Pun(Like Pun?) | |
| I make you scream papa, adios mama |
| zuò cí : Cartagena, Delgado, Foster ... | |
| Blam, bang, bang baby | |
| Yeah, Terror | |
| Squad style | |
| Trizzie, check it out now | |
| Yo, I' m rated | |
| X in sexI flex like | |
| Lex LugorSo who' s next to get | |
| Scooped up by this roughneck from | |
| Cuba? We do maneuvers like | |
| Super Dave | |
| Always with a group of babes | |
| Sayin', " Mami' s out" | |
| Like Sugar | |
| Ray' Cause | |
| Cuban Link don' t play miss | |
| I flip and do some strange Shit | |
| Witchu like hit you | |
| With the whips and chains, check it | |
| I get you naked like | |
| I' m mystic' | |
| Cause this is thick as a brick Dick | |
| Raw with big that bend it Balls | |
| Now let' s get, physical, my jiggable pie | |
| Let this lyrical guy scuba dive | |
| Right between your thighs | |
| I satisfy like a | |
| Snickers bar' | |
| Cause I' m the bigger bar | |
| That' ll stick you quicker than | |
| A ' spic will strip a car | |
| My repertoire holds a four star | |
| Performance with all women | |
| Hittin' more skins than | |
| Alec Baldwin | |
| You' re fallin' in love and you can' t get up | |
| Now check the cut, | |
| I stripped ya | |
| Now you can' t strut, word up | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like that Like that? | |
| He can' t work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like that Like that? | |
| I make you scream papa You the best dada | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like that Like that? | |
| He can' t work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like that Like that? | |
| I make you scream papa You the best dada | |
| Yeah, uh, uh, yo | |
| Paradin' in the | |
| PalladiumAll eyes on my presence | |
| Poppin' the crist', sportin' the chick | |
| Straight out of essence | |
| Word up, patch thug | |
| Three quarter front | |
| Polo jiggy | |
| Be like, " | |
| Who is he? | |
| Lookin' like a grizzly" | |
| While your girl watch me | |
| You' re busy drink pissy | |
| Wanna lay your love | |
| But your love wanna kiss me, huh | |
| I got a fly team, me and my guys | |
| Gleam like high beams | |
| Makin' the killin' off | |
| Of friends with pipe dreams | |
| It might seem, like | |
| I' m conceited with the cream talk | |
| But I got the kind of green | |
| That could bribe a | |
| Supreme Court | |
| And when we talk | |
| The whole world listen | |
| Turn your back to | |
| T. S. for one second | |
| And find your girl missin' | |
| Baby, make me holla | |
| Take it off, | |
| I give you dolla | |
| We can party till manana | |
| Ain' t nobody gotta know nada | |
| Word to Allah | |
| Give me some | |
| Mississippi massana | |
| I' ll be in the sauna | |
| Troopin' the naga like the chupacabra | |
| Cool it mama, you gettin' too hot | |
| Bust a shot, booya, rub it up and down | |
| Like my oowops, | |
| Suscia, show me your dirty dance | |
| The way you work the pants make | |
| Any man wanna jerk his gnads | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like that Like that? | |
| He can' t work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like that Like that? | |
| I make you scream papa You the best dada | |
| Yo, my official like it in Shit' s | |
| You like, | |
| Keith Murray | |
| Bury my beef, gettin' your sweet cherry | |
| Every week if necessary | |
| I' m very nasty like | |
| Nas, did you ask me? | |
| Pass me those, cheeks Ass | |
| And I' ll bring you joy like | |
| Black Street | |
| In the backseat of my jeep | |
| We can chill or creep like | |
| TLC but don' t sleep | |
| I keep it real, what the deal mami? | |
| You wanna feel on my steel salami? | |
| Come and try me, | |
| I' ll sign my name | |
| All over your punani | |
| Ohh mami, you comin' home with me? | |
| All night in my tub drinkin' | |
| HennesseyGettin' layed up with your thighs up | |
| I' ma surprise her when | |
| I rise up, inside her | |
| Yippie kay yay, | |
| I' ma ride her | |
| And guide her straight to the triz | |
| Where we goin', straight to the crib | |
| Pun in here and | |
| Cuban and | |
| SeisYou know what time it is? | |
| Soon as we walk in the crib | |
| Let' s get biz, triz, triz, triz | |
| Triz, triz, triz, triz, triz Okay | |
| Since ya man can' t do it like | |
| Link Like Link? | |
| He can' t work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like | |
| Seis Like Seis? | |
| I make you scream papa You the best dada | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like | |
| Crack Like Crack? | |
| He can' t work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like | |
| Pun Like Pun? | |
| I make you scream papa You the best bana | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like | |
| Link Like Link? | |
| He can' t work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like | |
| Seis Like Seis? | |
| I make you scream papa You the best dada | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like | |
| Crack Like Crack? | |
| He can' t work the middle' | |
| Cause his thing too little | |
| Bet ya man can' t do it like | |
| Pun Like Pun? | |
| I make you scream papa, adios mama |