be that rich motherfucker Set it up so my grandkids don't suffer The phat hummer Trying to find a sister with a voice The phat drummer - what's your
knees that she be prayin' on Now she just text her girlfriend with a capital, you can join Yeah, what y'all wanna do? I'm all ears Smokin' on that head band, call that
bad boys them girls like them bad boys i heard them girls like them bad boys (its like) shhhh... be
you explain, I done that Same talk, same game, same thing, I done that I need a Kingston feature That will never run when the dance floor, heat up, heat up
she jumping through my phone I wanna f-cking be friend this is not want I want Shit was cool til she shifted now her emotions involved I got that dick game that
!) {Shit!} Fuck, nigga, what's up Hell nah, you aint gon' buck All that shittin' out your mouth Gon' get you whipped up Fuck, nigga, What's up Hell
we be poppin' tags, pimpin' we be poppin' tags And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught And we gon' stay showin' off that jewelry that
, what are we here for? To win! ?Cause we know that we're the best team Come on boys, come on boys, come on! The way we play tonight is what we leave
your eyes mom your legacy will never fade away Drift away.. [Chorus] {{Myalansky}} Eh yo son your Jack ringin, "What up? Who this?" "Jakes just knocked your bitch", "Word up
to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemy's deep inside it's killing me but soon its gon be killing you to see her in that two seater, now thats
I knew that most of y'al was was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger loose in the head, like fuck what the law says might be the mental with the
! And you like the way I?m moving, moving! Chorus: What?s your intention, it?s hard to be missed, You want some, what do you need? And I will follow
a hot girl pull it up Yo, Operator jack it up And make the girls them pon de dance floor back it up Ah what dem think? Ah what dem feel? Ah what dem
it up to us and you will see Don't have to prove it, it is written in your eyes Tonight you'll be the winner, I will be the prize You know that I'm a
ballin?s something that I?m fed up with I?ma do the damn thing, watch me do the damn thing 'Cause I know that my credit card Will help me put out the
so much about it Need some knee, pads It happened for a reason one can't be, mad So know just know that everythin' is cool And yes I will be present
leadin' the blind? Guess that's the way that the story goes Will it ever make sense somebody's gotta know There's gotta be more to life than this There's got to be
that fast car picks you up You will have no choice You may hear the tires screamin' But you will have no voice When that fast car picks you up You will