Jane 3

[Intro]
J to the A to the N to the E, yo, P
J to the A to the N to the E, yo, P
J— J to the A to the N to the E, yo, P
J— J— J to the A to the N to the E, yo, P

[Verse 1: Parrish Smith & Erick Sermon]
One hot summer day back around the way
A new kid moved onto the block and his name was Jay
Jay was cool, he trucked jewels, packed a nine mil'
Yeah, and kept his smittys on his tool
Anyway, Jay portrayed to be like hard
So we took him in and put him down with the Hit Squad
His house was phat, full court in the back
Jacuzzi in his bedroom, a welcome on the doormat
Plus ADT, full-house alarm system
One Rottweiler, one pitbull, no one could vic' him
Something strange about the crib, I had to think
Why the whole goddamn house was dressed in hot pink
Yo, Jay, where's your bathroom? Bust a move, I gotta piss
Three doors on the left, homeboy, ya can't miss
My head was busted, disgusted, I said, "What's goin on?"
I seen a douche bag, and Safety maxipad tampons
Left the bathroom, went back where I was
Tapped Jay on the shoulder and said, "Yo, cuz"
I thought you lived alone, I do, Are you certain?
There's bras and leotards hangin' on the curtain
Yo, Jay, what's your problem? Homeboy, you look stunned
What are you doin'? Put down that knife, where's my gun?"
Shit's thick, I reached for my tool, I wasn't strapped
Left the nine in the car, right next to the jim hat
It's my ass, I better think fast real quick
I got a flashback from a Bruce Lee flick
Got in my stance, don't lie, 'kay, I broke for the door
Tripped on some bullshit in the living room floor
Jay rushed me, I grabbed him, scooped him up in the yoke
Ah shit, kicked him in the nuts, That's all she wrote
It was like Rapunzel, Rapunzel? Down came his hair
Titties popped out and there was ass everywhere
Jay a transvestite? Not quite, P
More like a (J to the A to the N to the E)
Yo P, don't tell me you went out like a sucker
Chill, took off that mustache, grabbed that ass, and I fucked her

[Outro: Parrish Smith & Erick Sermon]
Peace, I'm Audi 5000
Audi 5000
Ah shit
I want that real shit, you know what I'm saying?
Jane? Hair cut, hair cut like Anita Baker? (The whole shit)
Yo E, the whole shit, you know what I'm saying?
I don't even care, man
I ran right up in her like Bruce Jenner, but better
Right in there, man, I didn't even care, are you crazy?
Yo
Don't tell me it was Jane you was juicin'
Shit
Kick it, E