anything, just to Feel that fly boy See me girl once I Fly boy, fly boy Fly boy, fly boy See me girl once I Fly boy, fly boy Fly boy Turn the lights
, RICO law Got a nigga head hurtin' squirtin' 'til they pull the curtain Let the money drip dry, hundred dollar bills Wipe the tears from my eyes, no love
That's how I go [This your boy Li'l John] That's how I go [and your boy Baby Bash] That's how I go [Mario] How I go how I go I let the roof drop Drippin
I'm ghetto fly with the medal tell em that it is what it is I make it do what it do and i love where i live and my people love it too, cuz we ghetto
I got no love for the beast Hailin' from the big East Coast Where niggaz pack toast Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats (Hey boy, you's the rude boy
I live, boy 'Cause you took me From a young broke nigga to a Rich Boy And I love you And I love you And I love you And I love you And I love you
I had the cream colored Filas (Hahahah!) Yeah, yeah, we fly, seen it all with these eyes Gunplay and drugs if you put my mind on rewind Fast forward my life, ya boy
Plus I got no love for the beast, Hailin from the big East Coast, Where niggaz pack toast, Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats, (Hey boy, you's the rude boy
love freaking, I love freaking, I love me a Bon-bon Puerto Rican Different skirts different weekends, from L.A. to San Juan, Puerto Rico I still move
the inside, ya dig, I don't need mine, I got cribs where we goin? If you don't love yourself you can't love nobody Keep up, nigga, I love myself, you
I got no love for the beast Hailin from the big East Coast Where niggaz pack toast Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats (Hey boy, you's the rude
[Verse 1:] Nigga every time you see man You know you want to be me Ain't you can't deny the fact that this fat niggaz fly Went from Sergio to Kenny To
the cream colored Filas (Hahahah!) Yeah, yeah, we fly, seen it all with these eyes Gunplay and drugs if you put my mind on rewind Fast forward my life, ya boy
Lady you want to follow, let me lead ya I'm talking to my Mamacita [Kurupt] I love freaking, I love freaking, I love me a Bon-bon Puerto Rican Different
the big East Coast Where niggaz pack toast Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats [Hey boy, you's the rude boy on the block You try and stop the bum
sac That's why I get it how I live boy 'Cause you took me from a young broke nigga to a rich boy [Verse 2: Pastor Troy] And I love you babay, mwah, hugs