Deeper lyrics

f/ Papa Juggy



* best guess only on the reggae patois



[Papa Juggy]

Cha cha cha

Hey watch out rude bwoy

You see how tight Bo$$ come man?

She just come down DANGEROUS!



"Is that what time it is Boss?"

"Yo what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"This is deep, but I`m goin deeper.."



[Bo$$]

I don`t really wanna feel

like I`m in a daze so I smoke big kill

Just to deal with the ills like this fucked up trip (damn)

My skills ain`t payin bills

and it`s fuckin with me and my grip (I hear you)

I drink that St. Ide`s shit

and smoke a ticket at the same time

Drop a wicked bomb on my naughty nature

I`m livin foul like a Nickerbocker (you livin foul?)

Bitch I`m not the woman to sleep but I`m lost (yo that`s deep)

Cause I be on some ole` I`m tired of niggaz

tryin to come up off bitches type thing ("What can I do?")

And if I don`t react the way he want he might swing

his little trick bitch ass in another direction

then don`t even use protection

I hate stupid shit assholes can avoid

Yo! And if worse came to worse I`ll run a fraud on unemployed

Cause who the fuck cares that I got gray hairs and can`t sleep

Know what I mean?(Yeah hell yeah, that`s deep)



Deeper and deeper .... "What can I do?"

Deeper and deeper .... "What can I do?"



"This is deep, but I`m goin deeper.."



[Bo$$]

Every now and then I start flippin and get to thinkin

bout deep shit beyond all that bullshit

I shoot at people (yeah I know what you mean)

but fuck it I`m evil

And I`m hip to every bitch tryin to get a grip

and every nigga tryin to get a grip but fuck that shit

And I say fuck that shit with my mighty middle finger

I`m heavy off into this rap shit, buckin singers

Yo I think I`m gettin tense (word?)

Cause my dollars ain`t makin no fuckin sense; but then again

it`s probably all that chronic that I smoked

I use to be like that when I was out there slangin dope

and lately I been flippin on some old paranoid shit

like lookin fuckers up and down tryin to start shit ("What can I do?")

cause I`m a hard bitch (So why don`t you just soften up?)

I try to be cool but I get caught up when I go to clubs, straight up

I don`t even trust myself (yo, you can trust me)

Fuck I know? (I`m just like you)

Riiiiiiight, that`s deep



Deeper and deeper ....

Deeper and deeper ....



(Yo Bo$$ that shit you talkin bout that`s some deep shit

I`m tellin you motherfuckers can`t really get with that

relate to that shit)



[Papa Juggy]

Eh hey hey, I guess it`s best we tell them mon

Everytime she come, she`s detrimental mon

Yes mon, know dis

Hehehe, don`t make me tell dem again mon, woyyy

She too hotta, tell-a-man she too hotta

Tell man she too hotta an` every posse know dat-ta

Yes, she too hotta, tell man she too hotta

For inside she come, she say de posse get flat come



[Bo$$]

Aiyyo, I got them buckwild thrills, livin foul kills

I`m tryin to get to Watts but Im stuck in Baldwin Hills (damn)

Tryin to find myself for real though, check it

If I just rewind myself I`ll see it ain`t that hectic

Y`all dont hear me talkin but its time to get a stack

Cause I`m about a second away, from goin back

to the corner slangin dope (now you know you don`t wanna do that shit)

gankin cluckers, jackin high, cappin marks

I may be loosin my mind but better that than my heart (I hear you)

I talk a lot of shit but I can back it all the fuck up

I`m real cool people until some bullshit get brung up

Look here, believe me I ain`t comin out my crib

tryin to snap on life and run out and do some dumb shit

So I`ll be takin another sip to relax me

And get them problems out my mind that distract me

Life is workin on my last nerve (yeah I hear you G)

I`ll see yo` ass next week, peace (yo that shit is deep)



Deeper and deeper .... "What can I do?"

Deeper and deeper .... "What can I do?"

[Papa Juggy starts again and fades out..]

Deeper and deeper .... "What can I do?"

Deeper and deeper .... "What can I do?"
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