precise amount of bones Makes me able to wear my clothes The counter goes and goes By the numbers By the numbers Reading the signs in everyday's figures By the numbers By the numbers
the sea That's the voice of the kid, that's the kidnapper I do my work and then I catch my ticket to Jamaica Meet me in the alley, make sure you bring
Chorus: Live by the gun, Imma die by the gun (x3) A n!gga shoot at me, so u know im shootin back! Live by the gun, Imma die by the gun (x3) A n!gga shoot
clap (*Clap Clap!!!) The way your bendin it over clap clap (Alright) Your the girl in the top five videos By tomorrow this will be number one In or way
Hovi Hov, out on the same island Took the whip to the other side of Jamaica Seen how he was livin', said "I gotta get my weight up" Formulated my plan, motivated by
only thing that you made of? I tried to play it low key but couldn't keep it down Asked her to dance she was like "Yo, I'm leavin' now" An hour later, sounds from Jamaica
my brother.. Yo, check this out) {killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn, Royal fam, dreddy kruger} [killah priest] Early natives related to throwns of david Captured by
Yo fuck that shit Number two, the snake Show these motherfuckers what time it is Number two, the snake Whose the bad ass? Whose the bad ass? Now number
game to back Spitting a big ticket number one in the track Ease along, baby say ease the bar My b's the door Bout to take the game by storm The one
in the club, double Henne' in the cup Trouble and merengue make you move yo' butt Got the fellas goin' nuts, girl, it's too much Got me four numbers
wanna move I'm tryin' to keep it cool, if you wanna, you can move, if you wanna Tryin' to have a little fun, maybe move a couple numbers But when you movin' numbers
wet just like the sea, If there's a door give me the key, I'll push it in, twist it around and run free, Mmmm, Give me the number to your mobile
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git somethin' Don't let the days of your life pass by You need to git up, git out and git somethin' Don't spend
m in New Orleans drinkin hand grenades, outnumbered by the dozens at the jazz fest, in Mardigra all the women tryna show mw they chest, Heyy I'm in Jamaica
is the law The fuck you set these rules for it's the streets My code is the heat plus we all gotta eat Take a seat and watch the streets get runned by
