Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo' boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie
Fre-fresh err fresh, fre-fresh err fresh, fre-fresh err fresh, fre-fresh err fresh
Go DJ, that's my DJ go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ go DJ, yeah
Wit' Weezy Wee, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ (this Tha Carter)
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my
Murder one oh one, the hottest nigga under the sun
I come from under the tummy, busting a Tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game
No better yet a veteran in the hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names
Hey its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
'Cause the flow is spasmodic what they call insane
That ain't even a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimping
Eighteen how I'm living young'n show that Bentley
Stunna' my Pa' so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there wit' me
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ (this Tha Carter)
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ (this Tha Carter)
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my
And I move like the Coupe through traffic
Rush hour G-T Bent' roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit' the music blasting
And she keep asking, "How it shoot if its plastic?"
(Err ting) I'll admit it, I'll admit it
Watch your motherfuckin' tone boy (watch that)
Get hurt boy (get hurt)
Ah-here go another mo'fucker
That don't understand the concept of puttin' money first boy (first)
I'm 'bout to hit you with the work boy (work)
I'm 'bout to hit you with the work boy (work)
I hate comin' through stuntin' on niggas that I know, ah
That's the worst boy (worst)
I'll admit it, I'll admit it (I'll admit it)
You haven't been a man for like a minute
I told you that I'm in it for the long haul
You can really get the business (can get it)
I'll admit it, I'll admit it (I'll admit it)
Rolling swishers, hittin' swishes
Got me feelin' like a ball hog
I don't pass 'em when I get it (nah)
I'll admit it, I'll admit it
You too worried 'bout the bitches (what you worried 'bout)
I got one girl, and she my girl
And nobody else can hit it (try a ting)
She'll admit it, she'll admit it (try a ting)
She ain't fuckin' with you niggas
And just like every single other thing in my life
You can have her when I'm finished (why?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo' boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie
Fre-fresh err fresh, fre-fresh err fresh, fre-fresh err fresh, fre-fresh err fresh
Go DJ, that's my DJ go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ go DJ, yeah
Wit' Weezy Wee, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ (this Tha Carter)
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my
Murder one oh one, the hottest nigga under the sun
I come from under the tummy, busting a Tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game
No better yet a veteran in the hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names
Hey its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
'Cause the flow is spasmodic what they call insane
That ain't even a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimping
Eighteen how I'm living young'n show that Bentley
Stunna' my Pa' so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there wit' me
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ (this Tha Carter)
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ (this Tha Carter)
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my
And I move like the Coupe through traffic
Rush hour G-T Bent' roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit' the music blasting
And she keep asking, "How it shoot if its plastic?"
This FN shoot East to West End (gang)
Yeah (gang)
I heard Papi outside
And he got the double-R droppy outside
Checked the weather and it's gettin' real oppy outside (gang)
I'ma drop this shit and have these pussies droppin' like some motherfuckin' flies (yeah, gang)
Type of nigga that can't look me in the eyes
I despise
When I see you, better put that fuckin' pride to the side (gang)
Many times, plenty times, I survived
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this nigga dies (yeah)
Keep blickies, and you know the weed sticky
My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickeys
Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
I come straight up out the 6, and we don't spare sissies
I fuck with her, and fuck with her, and her
I hit up err and tell him do the err, for sure (gang)
Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks
Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts (yeah)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on (yeah)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on (yeah)
Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
'Til his brains hang and his mama sang
And the pastor sang and them bullets sang (gang)
And them choppers sang and the choir sang (yeah, gang)
I'm on everything
Jacob charged me four-fifty for a tennis chain
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game (gang)
Tell the coach don't take me out, I like to finish games
And my pen insane, and my men insane (yeah, gang)
There's like eighty of us now, that's the scary thing
Shit they doin' on that other side embarrassing (gang)
We in Paris with it, hundred carats with it
All this shit is for my son, 'cause he's inheritin' it (yeah)
(If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you)
Gang (yeah)
(Metro)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on, yeah
(And you ain't gonna wanna fuck nobody else again)
I'm the American dream
I'm the definition of white trash balling
I'm right back on 'em with the, "Err-chick-err, chicka-chick"
I can't call it
Same shit, different toilet, oh you got a nice ass, darlin'
Can't wait to get you into my Benz, take you for a spin
What you mean we ain't fuckin', you take me for a friend?
(Two, three, four)
Yeah, my nigga, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on (two, three, four)
I know they told they white daughters, "Don't bring home Jerome"
I am the free nigga archetype (woo)
I am the light and the beacon, you can ask the deacon (ask the deacon)
It's funny, when you get extra money (two, three, four)
Every joke you tell just be extra funny (yeah, yeah)
I mean, you can even dress extra bummy
Cocaine, bathroom break, nose extra runny (two, three, four)
And I gave you all I got, you still want extra from me (woo) (two, three, four)
Oxford want a full-blown lecture from me
And the Lexus pull up, errr, like hop, I hopped out, like wassup?
Err-err-err, step back, hold up, my nigga, you suck
Hold up (skrrt)
I studied the proportions
Emotions runnin' at a Autobahn speed-level (two, three, four)
Had a drink with fear, and I was textin' God (two, three, four)
He said, "I gave you a big dick, so go extra hard", uh (woo)
For your boy
I'm tryna cop the new McLaren with the vertical doors
I'm watchin' Freak and Geeks, got a trampoline in my room
Damn (two, three, four)
Hold your fuckin' horses
Niggas really fuckin' thought that T lost it
Like I bet it at a auction
Been exhausted, I been workin'
While y'all silly bros smoke like broken exhaust tips
Fuckin' losers
Hold your fuckin' ponies, my homie
I'll whip your donkey by my lonely, I eat pussy like Shoney's, yeah
It's Tunechi, homie, Master of Ceremonies
I knock 'em down, Domino effect, no pepperoni, I swear
It's them Golf boys, like them Hot Boys (yeah)
For the nine-nine and two-thousand, but it's the two-thou' and (yeah)
The one-four and the one-five, yo, what up, Wayne?
Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need to ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on gut
But dude get shut like Flav and Chuck (shut 'em down)
Chick say she ain't down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like men on drums (boom)
She wanna hit and run (err)
Yeah, that's the speed
That's what we do
That's who we be
B-L-A-C-K-E-Y-E-D-P to the E
Then the A to the S
When we play, you shake your ass
Shake it, shake it
Shake it, girl
Make sure you don't break it, girl
'Cause we gonna
Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up
Come on, baby, just
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
And say, oh-oh, oh-oh
Say, oh-oh, oh-oh (yo, yo)
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now (huh)
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin' right
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
apl.de.ap from the Philippines
Live and direct, rockin' the scene
Breakin' on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waitin' to do their thing
Pump it louder, come on
Don't stop and keep it goin'
Do it, let's get it on
Move it
Come on, baby, do it (huh)
La-da-di-da-da-di-da
On the stere-ere-ere-ereo (huh)
Let those speakers blow your mind (blow my mind, baby)
Just let it go, let it go
Here we go (huh)
La-da-di-da-da-di-da (come on, yeah)
On the radi-adi-adi-adio (huh)
The system's gonna feel so fine (huh)
(I'm fine, yeah) (huh)
(I'm fine, and you?)
This FN shoot East to West End (gang)
Yeah (gang)
I heard Papi outside
And he got the double-R droppy outside
Checked the weather and it's gettin' real oppy outside (gang)
I'ma drop this and have these, droppin' like some mother- flies (yeah, gang)
Type of, that can't look me in the eyes
I despise
When I see you, better put that pride to the side (gang)
Many times, plenty times, I survived
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this (yeah) dies
Keep blickies, and you know the, sticky
My finger itchy, the, like to leave hickeys (gang)
Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
I come straight up out the 6, and we don't spare sissies (yeah, gang)
I, with her, and, with her, and her
I hit up err, tell him do the err, for sure (gang)
Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks
Know the dogs had to hit 'em where we knew it hurts (yeah)
Gang, that's all I'm on (yeah)
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on (yeah)
Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
'Til his brains hang and his mama sang
And the pastor sang and them bullets sang (gang)
And them choppers sang and the choir sang (yeah, gang)
I'm on everything
Jacob charged me four-fifty for a tennis chain
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game (gang)
Tell the coach don't take me out, I like to finish games
And my pen insane, and my men insane (yeah, gang)
There's like eighty of us now, that's the scary thing
They doin' on that other side embarrassing (gang)
We in Paris with it, hundred carats with it
All this is for my son, 'cause he's inheritin' it (yeah)
(If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you)
Gang (yeah)
(Metro)
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on
Gang, that's all I'm on, yeah
I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't, remember it
And I wish that this could last forever
But maybe one night is even better
Real nigga Mayne
All the people plotted with
Is the same ones I'm dividin' the profits with
Now I'm in the building like two planes bitch
Kickin' it with my shirt off, on some Liu Kang shit
Sleep with the sun up like I grew fangs bitch
I come alive in the night, on some Bruce Wayne shit
Livin' my life, gettin' high payments
Fuckin' with some new broads and they high maintenance
And they wearin' high heels, trips somewhere on high hills
Tits sittin' high, rollin' zips gettin' high man err'thang high
High, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
It's time to go, it's time to go,
It's time to go, it's time to go it's time to go, go
I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't, remember it
Cause' the penthouse ninety floors up
Make love and then join the mile high club
Yeah I'm on camera, fresh out of a sex scene
I just turn all my nightmares into wet dreams
I'm in a new crib, so big, I'm talkin' town size
Sippin' somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size
Yeah I gotta big head ho, I think it's crown size
Bitch I do it big, and I never plan to down size
People who talk shit, is feelin' like dickheads
Saw me on the web like I had an extra six legs
Lookin' at my highlights
With a bitch with highlights
Crowd wavin' at me, all tryna' say hi right
Everything high
High, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
It's time to go, it's time to go,
It's time to go, it's time to go it's time to go, go
If you roll one up, I'mma roll one too
Oh you say you don't smoke
Well that's all that we do
You be up in the club
I be up in the clouds
Oh, don't gotta ask me if I burn enough cause' we don't run out
Blow it by the "o", even my fans smoke it
Cause' they throw it at my shows
Hidin' it when I travel in case the police gotta know
Rollin' it up in traffic
Make you smoke out of a bong, put you on different hashes
My chick is the baddest, my spliff is the fattest
I'm livin' so lavish
Gotta patch a lil' kid tryna' get at this cabbage
My pinky ring a "v" eight, I filled it with carrots
I'm Popeye with spinach, till' the day I die I'm gettin' high
High, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
It's time to go, it's time to go,
It's time to go, it's time to go it's time to go, go
I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't
Everything high
Man that's it man, do it
Finally famous in this bi'
I'm fly, my swell on the price line
Truthfully I want this shit to last a lifetime
Simply amazing, we blazin' as we just right rhymes
Cold flow, ice time, breakin' down bright pines
Enough with all the beefin' I'm over it
Outta town kush, but they smokin' that local shit
I always knew that I would be the man
They ride the greyhound, but I'm more a Peter Pan, we the fam'
Off the scale, yeah we about to break the Richter quick
Loud years, work a thousand words we should picture shit
When I come to smokin' we have a certificate
I know them haters is wishin' we fakin' licorice
Fuck it we up, my niggas strong, give me another "L"
I need a high class chich that I might travel well
She familiar with Fendi, comfortable in the Chanel
And you errthang' high when you livin' swell
High, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
It's time to go, it's time to go,
It's time to go, it's time to go
And I can see it with my eyes closed, now
Feeling like my life froze
I'm about to hit the ground
Sippin' yak while I elevate my mind state
Hand by the burner in case a near try to violate
Never go down, stay rising like Andre
'Cause my corner back every thing the Don say
Long Beach, yeah I yell it out in every song
Err'y day, err'y night till I'm carried home
Forever known, big ballin', try it in the city
Then yelling out swish way before it in the net
And I ain't knockin' niggas hustle, it's all a game
And when they mention the best, will they call your name?
Goddamn
He actin' like he fuckin' won a trophy and shit
This nigga turnt the fuck up
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
Swervin' off, panoramic
I'm hangin' out, they can't stand me
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
I'm showin' out, they can't stand me
I'm showin' out, they can't stand me
I'm swervin' off, they can't stand me
I'm err off, can't stand me
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
Gonna peel off like a bandit
I'm noddin' off on a Xanax
Get pissed off, start airin' it
Get a head start, ain't friendly
I stand out, I don't blend in
When I say that I meant that
I don't want to talk to you has beens
I don't features from nan them
I don't want features or nothin'
You can't even get on my guest list
They want me to go to the Met Gala
I want a Percocet and a gallon
The Actavis, Hi-Tech, it don't matter
We sittin' right on the courtside
I know the players on both sides
I'm cashin' out, fuck a cosign
I wear the chain like a bow tie
I wear the ring like a fo'-five
Keep the fo'-five for the poor guys
Black tint, low profile
Celebratin' everyday
'Cause I'm really really fresh out the coke house
Countin' up every single day
'Bout to bring a whole 'nother whip out
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
Swervin' off, panoramic
I'm hangin' out, they can't stand me
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
I'm showin' out, they can't stand me
I'm showin' out, they can't stand me
I'm swervin' off, they can't stand me
I'm err off, can't stand me
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
They gon' think I won a Grammy
I said, get up (you know what happens when I'm around, man)
Woo, let's go
Better watch out now
'Cause here we come (come)
And we ain't stoppin' until
We see the mornin' sun (sun)
So give us room to do our thing
'Cause we ain't come to hurt no one (one)
So err'body come on get up on the floor
Now and grab someone (one)
Now first of all I'm a boss (woo)
I just wanna get that across
Man, even my dentist hates when I floss
Pull up to the club in a Pinto likes it's a Porsche
Garbage bag for one of the windows
Spray-painted doors with the flames on 'em
Michigan plates and my name's on 'em
Baby, Shady's here, come and get him if you dames want him
But he ain't stupid so quit tryin' to run them games on him
He's immune to Cupid, why you tryin' to put your claims on him?
You catch the fall out (uh, yeah)
You take the brawl out, I get to ball out (come on)
None of my dawgs could say I left my dawgs out (uh-huh)
I never dog out, my fellow bloodhound (wow)
I left it all out, y'all letting it all out (yeah)
Go extra hard out then ask your dog 'bout me
Lil Tunechi, baddest dog up in the dog house
Keep a bad bitch walk around with my bone out (uh)
She swallow puppies you know we got PETA on the phone now (okay)
I make her pussy rain cats and dogs, ooh, it's pourin' down (damn)
Gave my dog a pound 'cause he hit me with a couple pounds (err)
Tell your big dog I'll break him down to puppy chow (oh)
Bah, I left your skull out
I DM'd DMX and said they never X'd the dog out
(Here we go)
Let the dogs out
(Here we go!)
Oh, the king's back (back-back-ba-back-back)
Yeah, bounce
Oh, oh (come on)
Oh, oh (yeah, come on)
Oh, oh (y'all know you gon' find out)
Yeah ('bout to find out)
Hold me down
Hold me down
Even when the rain falls (yeah)
Hold me down, oh (yeah)
Hold me down
I'm just so thankful (uh, yeah, err)
Everyday it gets darker (err), the road gets longer (err)
My body gets weaker (err), my faith gets stronger (err)
The devil's working on me hard, because God loves me (yeah)
As long as I'm in his graces, it's gon' get ugly (hey)
But, only he can judge me so
What another motherfucker say don't matter (uh-huh)
So I avoid the chatter (uh-huh)
That way I ain't gotta splatter with the rat-tat-tattas (woo)
Watch what you say or you gon' wish you had'a (yeah)
Check a nigga data (what?)
They all be proper, at the top of Da Carter
Cuttin' work at the table like a DJ go aw-err-aw-err (that's right)
All of us poppin' tags (uh), all of us ridin' Bentleys (uh)
All of us ridin' bikes, so you know we all poppin' wheelies
I'm a C-note rapper, good, dope shopper (uh)
Clique gon' make dollars, spit, game proper, 'cause my
Whip game proper, whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip prop-proper
You know-you know my whip game proper, whip game proper
You know a package on the way, you know my whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip-whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip game proper
Whip game proper, you know my whip game proper
With my package on the way, you know whip game, whip proper
'Cause I'm about to bring it (I told y'all)
Oh baby, can't stop the stuntin', no no (bring back that beat)
Pop one, pop two with them new Nike shoes (yeah)
Royal blue Jag' on them 22's (22's)
Flip white to green, 500 Degreez
In that Cadillac truck on them 23's (23's)
I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
All these naked women that pop champagne
And these marble floors stay high as Rick James
And if you know my name then you know my game
It's Lil Woadie from the Hot Block with serious flow (serious flow)
Gotta get dough, 'cause y'all won't feel me, bro (feel me, bro)
But, y'all don't hear me though (hear me though)
'Til I'm rolling down my window where my grill is show
And you know I probably pump it through the hood on them 24's
Word, rims poking out the side of the err
Glock have ya ribs poking out the side of your shirt
I'm a 17 nigga and I ride through the turf (Hollygrove)
Baby, I'm a stunna (I told y'all)
I ain't gon' change it
Don't you know it's a way of life?
(You feelin' sturdy, man)
Shake some
Shake it huh, shake it huh, shake it huh
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
(She let it clap for a nigga)
And she throw it back for a nigga
(Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I (err)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I (err)
When I walk in the spot, thirty on me
Buy out the club, niggas know that I'm paid
Bitch, I'm a thot, get me lit
I can't fuck with these niggas 'cause niggas is gay
All on my page suckin' dick
All in my comments and screamin' my name
While I'm in the club
Throwin' them hundreds and fifties and ones and ones
Pop Smoke, they know I'm wildin'
If I'm on the island, I'm snatchin' the cell
Brody got locked, denied his bail
Until he free, I'm raisin' hell
Tell my shooters call me FaceTime
For all the times we had to face time
Free D-Nice, he doin' state time
If you need the glizzy, you could take mine
Please don't come out your mouth, you know I'm like that
I'll make a movie like TNT
Glock-30 on me, ask who really want it
I bet I air it like BNB
Nappy Blue wildin' in my section
And I keep that .38 for the weapon
Remember when I came home from corrections
All the bad bitches in my direction
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
(She let it clap for a nigga)
And she throw it back for a nigga
(Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I (err)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I (err)
Oh, uh, me flakes, then uh, scrambled
Eggs, bacon, sausages, tomatoes toast
Coffee marmalade, I like marmalade yes
Porridge is nice any cereal
I like all cereals oh God kickoff is 10am
Breakfast in Los Angeles, macrobiotic stuff
I don't mind a barrow
I like barrowing the stuff in
I've got a terrible back when I work
It hurts me d'you know what I mean, John?
Well he's sort of, err… when driving on
The road he has a sleep
Gets ready for the gig i don't know
He does all the electrical stuff i
Can't be bothered with that, it's so fiddly
All my head's a blank
(Deko)
(OG Parker)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch, she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash, ayy)
Slippery (whoa), 'scuse me, please me (please)
I'm up (up), oh, believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)
Tater tot, fuck niggas on my radar watch (watchin')
Crocodile hunter, turn 'em to some gator shots (err)
Iced out watch (ice), ridin' round, ten o'clock (ten)
Ridin' round, geeked up, damn, think it's three o'clock (three)
Four o'clock (four), five o'clock, six o'clock (five)
I'm gon' pop, if I don't, I'm back to the pot (whip)
I got rocks (rocks), big bales, big arms (bales)
Tommy gun (brrt), come out and play, let's have fun (yeah)
Big scales (scales), fish scale, big weight (fish)
Iceberg (ice), ice tray, ice tray (woo)
Plug called (called), tried to front, I don't need it (brrt)
I don't need it (brrt), pockets strong, wrist anemic (strong)
Get freezy (freezy), young nigga pay your debt-is (debt-is)
Grandma (grandma), Auntie AB and Auntie Neesa (Neesa)
Uncle Bo (Bo), Auntie Greta serve ya Perkys (Greta)
Auntie Eva (Eva), if she got a pound, she might just serve it (serve)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch, she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash, ayy)
Slippery (whoa), 'scuse me, please me (please)
I'm up (up), oh, believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)
Offset
Slippery (slip), she numbin' me, that tongue on me (ugh)
Honestly (honest), she fuck with me, your wife to be (wife)
In Italy, bought her a fur, look like the wildebeest (rawr)
Just chill with me (chill)
It is no worry, it is a bill to me (it ain't nothin')
I pull up diablo, I pull up with models
I gave her her first Philippe (Philippe)
We goin' full throttle, she swallowed the bottle
I'm all in her ovaries (ugh)
I gave her some dollars
I Gucci'd her collar, now she can't get over me (hey)
She want a dose of me (dose)
Just hop in the Ghost with me (Ghost)
Perky and Molly, don't vote for nobody
These bitch-ass niggas ain't solid (solid)
Run in your house and with pumps and the shotties
Your mama might be up inside it (bah)
Cars robotic, bad bitch with a body
But really don't care nothin' about it (uh-uh)
Cappin' and poppin', I seen that lil' Masi'
I coulda pulled up and just shot ya (brrt)
It's a jungle, I let 'em survive (survive)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch, she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash, go ayy)
Slippery, 'scuse me, please me (please)
I'm up, oh, believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey) (it's Gucci)
I rock water, diamonds, I'm drippin' but not slippin'
I threw a quarter (well damn), but nawl, I'm not trippin'
Bugatti on Forgis, and nawl, I'm not crippin'
I buy Ferraris like Jordans, I'm Mike and y'all Pippen
Chillin', just me and my millions
Niggas, they all in they feelings
My bitches, I spoil them like they chillens
So persistent, if I want it, I go get it
I'm so slimy, grimy, sheisty but still shinin'
Rude and unkindly, cruel with no conscience
Drop the top on College, nigga, I ain't with no-nonsense
And I'm a murderer, nigga, but I don't promote violence (grraow)
Deadshot (brrt), AK make your head rock (brrt)
Red dot (pew-pew), retro Air Jord' deadstock (-stock)
Lean on rocks (Act), Perkys, Mollies, Xannies, Rocks (Roxies)
Oxycontin (Oxyies), Takeoff, I'm your med doc (Takeoff)
Leg lock (leg), the key I got unlock the box (box)
What's in that box (huh?)
(Deko)
(OG Parker)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch, she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash, ayy)
Slippery (whoa), 'scuse me, please me (please)
I'm up (up), oh, believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)
Tater tot, fuck niggas on my radar watch (watchin')
Crocodile hunter, turn 'em to some gator shots (err)
Iced out watch (ice), ridin' round, ten o'clock (ten)
Ridin' round, geeked up, damn, think it's three o'clock (three)
Four o'clock (four), five o'clock, six o'clock (five)
I'm gon' pop, if I don't, I'm back to the pot (whip)
I got rocks (rocks), big bales, big arms (bales)
Tommy gun (brrt), come out and play, let's have fun (yeah)
Big scales (scales), fish scale, big weight (fish)
Iceberg (ice), ice tray, ice tray (woo)
Plug called (called), tried to front, I don't need it (brrt)
I don't need it (brrt), pockets strong, wrist anemic (strong)
Get freezy (freezy), young nigga pay your debt-is (debt-is)
Grandma (grandma), Auntie AB and Auntie Neesa (Neesa)
Uncle Bo (Bo), Auntie Greta serve ya Perkys (Greta)
Auntie Eva (Eva), if she got a pound, she might just serve it (serve)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch, she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash, ayy)
Slippery (whoa), 'scuse me, please me (please)
I'm up (up), oh, believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)
Offset
Slippery (slip), she numbin' me, that tongue on me (ugh)
Honestly (honest), she fuck with me, your wife to be (wife)
In Italy, bought her a fur, look like the wildebeest (rawr)
Just chill with me (chill)
It is no worry, it is a bill to me (it ain't nothin')
I pull up diablo, I pull up with models
I gave her her first Philippe (Philippe)
We goin' full throttle, she swallowed the bottle
I'm all in her ovaries (ugh)
I gave her some dollars
I Gucci'd her collar, now she can't get over me (hey)
She want a dose of me (dose)
Just hop in the Ghost with me (Ghost)
Perky and Molly, don't vote for nobody
These bitch-ass niggas ain't solid (solid)
Run in your house and with pumps and the shotties
Your mama might be up inside it (bah)
Cars robotic, bad bitch with a body
But really don't care nothin' about it (uh-uh)
Cappin' and poppin', I seen that lil' Masi'
I coulda pulled up and just shot ya (brrt)
It's a jungle, I let 'em survive (survive)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch, she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash, go ayy)
Slippery, 'scuse me, please me (please)
I'm up, oh, believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey) (it's Gucci)
I rock water, diamonds, I'm drippin' but not slippin'
I threw a quarter (well damn), but nawl, I'm not trippin'
Bugatti on Forgis, and nawl, I'm not crippin'
I buy Ferraris like Jordans, I'm Mike and y'all Pippen
Chillin', just me and my millions
Niggas, they all in they feelings
My bitches, I spoil them like they chillens
So persistent, if I want it, I go get it
I'm so slimy, grimy, sheisty but still shinin'
Rude and unkindly, cruel with no conscience
Drop the top on College, nigga, I ain't with no-nonsense
And I'm a murderer, nigga, but I don't promote violence (grraow)
Deadshot (brrt), AK make your head rock (brrt)
Red dot (pew-pew), retro Air Jord' deadstock (-stock)
Lean on rocks (Act), Perkys, Mollies, Xannies, Rocks (Roxies)
Oxycontin (Oxyies), Takeoff, I'm your med doc (Takeoff)
Leg lock (leg), the key I got unlock the box (box)
What's in that box (huh?)
I do this err'day,
Wh-wh-what you say? I do this err'day
Do this err'day, do this err'day,
Do this err'day, do this err'day
What they talkin 'bout, Puff?
Yeah
Yeah
(Murda on tha beat so it's not nice)
That's Baka, he's a no-long-talker
Quick to let the motherfuckin' TEC slam
We don't need to hear about a next man
Yutes talk down, then they get ran
Left dem, get dipped from the whole ends
If Gilla call shots, no questions
G-way 'til I'm restin'
But we still got love for the West End
If it's a chit-chat ting, better talk nice
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Skull gets hot, then I'm not nice
You tryna date her and she been let me wop twice
Now you man are on a diss ting
Just know man like Chubbs
He's a fixer if I ever gotta fix tings
Just know man like Fif, he's a sickaz
You get tanned, he don't miss tings
Just know man like me, I'm a Sixer
And I oversee the whole thing
Yeah, I pree the whole thing (SN1)
Yeah, I pree the whole thing
Preme got the err tucked, can't see the whole thing
Niggas wanna talk splits, nah we need the whole thing
Man gets duppy when we touch a button
Man catch suckers, then we're touchin' somethin' (yeah)
Man get stuck in, yeah we're stuck in somethin' (yeah)
Man gets wrappin' when we're suckin' somethin' (straight)
Man gets battered with the crutch or somethin' (battered)
Man bat bat it, then we buck or somethin' (buck-bucker)
If man child play it, then we Chucky somethin' (straight)
If man start throwin', then we're chuckin' somethin' (mmh)
I'm on the best side, got the TEC lined
In the whip, on the left side, on a death ride
Mac-10 and the spesh flies, and the TEC slide
Nutty shit like somethin' just climbed out the X-Files (whoa)
Textbook, like it's old school
Like in textiles
Lighty lookin' healthy
And she gets smiles
Home time, grab a quick drink
And she gets wild
Sexy, and I rate that
And her sex style
(Switch it) fuckin' somethin'
Yeah nigga, fuckin' somethin' (fuckin' somethin')
Back bent, pussy, I'll fuck her somethin' (yeah)
Cognac, better grab a cup of somethin' (cup of somethin')
Glue pussy like a nigga stuck or somethin'
Stuck or somethin', like a nigga stuck or somethin' (stuck or somethin')
Saw the monster, it's like a truck or somethin' (jheeze)
Spread the pussy out, I'm 'bout to butter somethin' (yeah)
Man gone Hollywood, it's like I'm Buck or somethin' (Buck)
Yeah, you dun know, it's Hollowman Giggs
Right now, just here with the big man Drizzy, you get me?
Yeah, I met this shorty last night right
Real Rap
And you know she looked like she was with her man
Ah-ah-ah
And you know I see you with your man
She like, "nah that's my friend"
Oh, okay
So that was my cue
Ayy, yo Fab
Ayy Khaled
Shorty wanna give me the go ahead
That I'ma stay even when I need to go head
And if I feel somethin' I'ma try
Figured you winked at me not just somethin' in your eye
See shorty you ain't got to tell me what I know
That was E40 who said, "tell me when to go"
I know I got the green light
And y'all get the red light
So if the head right I'll be there err night
Err night like a playoff game
You hard working haters take a day off man
We the what? We The Best
That's so true, when I walk in this bitch baby that's your cue (na, na, na, na)
I know you see me starin' girl
I see you lookin' at me
Go find and it's apparent girl
You feelin' luck in the street
Girl tell me, what's on your mind, let me know
Girl, give me the go
Give me the go ahead
What's on your mind, let me know
Girl, give me the go (it's the boss)
Give me the go ahead (you know we global)
Dj Khaled, Flo-Rida, ya know how it is
Baby you need international phone call to call me
It's global right here
I need bitch who motivated
And know multiplication
It's serve collect calls
'Cause I got multiple cases
Let it be house, yeah the comfortable places
I'm married to the game on a prenuptial basis
Khaled, he the best in the game when he break it
She the baddest in the club, and I'm willin' to take it
We got a lot 'o dollars, gotta be willin' to make it
And if you wanna baby might just be willin' to taste it
Boss, I'm thuggin' and she loving' it
Gotta have protect one, sippin' on that bubbly
It's hard not to notice me, we known globally
Sittin' on the top of the world just so comfortably
I know you see me starin' girl
I see you lookin' at me
Go find and it's apparent girl
You feelin' luck in the street
Girl tell me, what's on your mind, let me know
Girl give me the go
Give me the go ahead
What's on your mind, let me know
Girl, give me the go
Give me the go ahead
ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ayy
Let me get the ok shorty, what's on your brain
I wanna know I see you lookin', I been peepin' your game
I get a rhythm, see me jookin' t, teach you a thing
Or two, I'm in the dang zip, if you wanna come entertain me boo?
You know me, I don't need no introductions
Call me make a lil' somethin' out of nothin'
Anywhere you go, we're the topic of discussion
Damn, that's gotta be disgustin'
Err, shit make me wanna throw up
It's big boy music, it should make me wanna grow up
Flows like selvage, it just make me wanna pour up
And is it just me or this makes you wanna roll up
A big fat one, then unpack one
Then unwrap one, peel back one
They use to call me Jizzle when they step in the middle
And you can tell the color when it's damp in the middle
Whats up!
