I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in
Hahaha l'ego!
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sippin'
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missin'
Yeah, yeah
That shit look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me; I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get,
What would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi
And them suicide doors, hari-kari
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
Lil nigga, bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm killing every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her,
I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops, I said on my dick
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
[Busta Rhymes:]
Ayo Breezy, let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
when you're doing that thing over there homie
Let's go!
Cause I'm feeling like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day
See they really really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky
You ain't never gonna stop me
Everytime I come
A nigga gotta set it
Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that
Any little thing that nigga think that he be doing
Cause it doesn't matter cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da
Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything
A ba-da-boom, a ba-da-bing
I gotta do a lot of things that make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and again
And I be doing it to death
And now I move a little foul
A nigga better call a ref, and everybody know my style
And niggas know I'm the best when it come to doing this
And I be banging on my chest
And I bang in the east and I'm bangin' in the west
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street
Or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what's next? (Let's go)
See the way we on and we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' in
And we always gotta do it and take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it and I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne, better know I gotta have it
