Triple Play - Jungle Cats Lyrics

Jungle cats, jungle rats
Jungle packs, jungle straps
Jungle tracks, jungle sacks
Jungle tramps, jungle stacks

Jungle cats, jungle rats
Jungle packs, jungle straps
Jungle tracks, jungle sacks
Jungle tramps, jungle stacks

Everybody rappin, everybody trappin
Everybody hustlin, everybody ballin
Dope game, dope fiend
Hustle game, hustle fiend
I've heard it all before, no originality
Triple Play that's my name
I am your fatality
Training Day, Denzel mentality
Dream time is over, bring you back to reality
Leave you on the floor like Apollo Creed
Stunning like boss, watch me as I floss
Let it drip drip drip yeah I got that secret sauce
Ice game fresh no matter what it cost
Still gettin money bags, no promo no tourin
Still rollin in a foreign, in the clouds still soarin
You wack rappers got me dyin of boredom
Internet famous, in the hood you post mortem

Jungle cats, jungle rats
Jungle packs, jungle straps
Jungle tracks, jungle sacks
Jungle tramps, jungle stacks

Jungle cats, jungle rats
Jungle packs, jungle straps
Jungle tracks, jungle sacks
Jungle tramps, jungle stacks


I am the gatekeeper, I am the main feature
I am the grim reaper, neighborhood preacher
Mobbed up like the teamsters, not a Wally Cleaver
You throwing shade, but I throw it way deeper
Never been a dreamer, never been a sleeper
Sailin in the wind on a forty feeter
I mean a forty footer, evasive maneuvers
Money bags, I'm counting money bags
Money bags, I'm counting money bags
Cookin it up these tracks like Chop Suey
Blending up the greens, that's a smoothie
She likes water sports told her jump in my jacuzzi
The smoothie got her nice and loopy
She smelling sweet and fruity, swimsuit by Gucci
Prada'd out but she still rockin the Loui's
Never gonna change, always gonna be a Gonnie
Love me or hate me I guess you can't be to choosy

[Thanks to notoriouscartelrecords for adding these lyrics]