Anotha Victim Lyrics - Heroz4hire - Jeru The Damaja

f/ Miz Marvel 

{Miz Marvel 

It's the sinister sister, leave mics so hot make hands blister 

Try to catch me but all you heard was "Damn you just missed her" 

Daily means and whereabouts, more secret than a whisper 

Cut sharper than a scissor, lookin for the love elixir 

Like most listeners, let them know it's all in they reach 

Spittin my verbal attack with the impeccable speech 

How bout niggas, gotta keep your dog on a short leesh 

Got 'head speak, If not they try to play us like suckas 

The most commitment, wanted non commitment givin mothafuckas 

But one look in his eyes and I can tell they whole story 

Not sayin that all men fall in this category 

Lookin for a friend or wife for late nate creep if he's horny 

If he's sincere, got G, or pick up lines that corny 

Tryin to say that he adore me, when he don't even know me 

That type of weak game will leave a nigga, poor broke & lonely 

Willin to go and stick anything that let's em stick 'em 

'cause thru all that bullshit, he's lookin for anotha victim 

Chorus 2X: Jeru The Damaja 

Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha stick 'em 

Brrr, brrr, stick 'em, hahaha, stick 'em 

Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha stick 'em 

Hahahahahaha 

{Miz Marvel 

Perfect example, it was like Monday the 10th 

Late afternoon, just on my king and it was time well spent 

In any event, this niggas eyein me, it's evident 

Try hard to cement, to ignore his twisted compliments 

He seem hell bent for my time, a hundred percent 

Asked to come to sit at my table, if I was the age of contended 

And no why he would put himself thru such torment 

And despite the corny line, you could see the extent 

That he would go, said he'd pay my rent, dress me and give me dough 

Follow by cants and comments bout my bodies measurements 

I said "I don't drink moet, take loot to get bent 

Or use niggas to pay rent, I'm independent" 

His response that "You heaven sent 

But I haven't met a chick that ain't have a price yet" 

I said "Well, I must be a different type of female 

While bitches waitin to exhale, I plot schemes to black male 

Talkin bout, you wash your car, who you knew and your wealth" 

A new expirement, thinkin this niggas playin himself 

With just his arogance, not to exclude his rude attitude 

How he pursued, relentless references to seein me nude 

The wrong move, this jiggy nigga really thinks he's smooth 

Like he got somethin to prove, and I got nothin to lose 

I know his style, never ran into a femme fatale 

Like you hearin right now, comin thru ya ear canal 

I smile politely, so as not to blow my cover 

Carryin on conversation, knowin that I'm on some other shit 

Should have stopped when he had the chance to quit 

Talkin about his income, and how bout he wanna get some 

Next time we meet, he'll just be the next victim 

Chorus 

{Miz Marvel 

Like my girl Nina, bangin body and she was cute 

But she'd only fuck with niggas if they had mad loot 

Plenty ice, nice ride, but she'd always have to drive 

Trying to compesate the shit, that as a youth she was deprived 

She survived, only to end up to being 85 

Talkin bout I played that nigga, keep it real baby...