Kunci: C major
Verse 1
Uh -uh -uh -uh -uh -uh
You ready?
Now let me see yo' hands
when we step in the club
Pop the roof off till you're
dead the bitch up
Also find mommies comin' back with us
We gonna twerk that thang after the club
Now let me see yo' hands
when we step in the club
Pop the roof off till
you're dead the bitch up
Also find mommies comin' back with us
It's official, unleash the beast of pop shit
Jay
Prince got a new nigga to stop shit
I cop shit from ranches to drop shit
And like
Mayweather,
Duracell, a box of shit
Somebody shoulda told these fools I
don't blink I disappear niggas like
Dr.
Bombay
Then ball at the
Prince
Complex with
Lil'
J
It's rap a lot for life, so fuck what you say
I talk this talk and then I walk this walk
Niggas think it's just rap,
get outlined and talk
D -Supreme,
historic motherfuckin' show
Swam through your ghetto,
who runnin' this?
I'm movin' rappers around like
Prince
Digby
It's
Bing
Bing for fake niggas who bling bling
Y 'all say I'm 2001
Ching
Ching,
Ding
Ding
Let's get ready to roll
Now let me see your hands
when we step in the club
Off the roof, off
TV, tell the bitch off
All the fine mommies comin' back with us
We gonna twerk that thang after the club
Now let me see your hands
when we step in the club
Off the roof wall till you're dead,
the bitch up
All the fine mommies comin' back with us
We gonna twerk that thang after the club
These white folks lock me up
Cause I sold dope and shot
G up
Ignorant bastards went and took
Dora sale shit and got re -upped
Now after five years, papa got free up
Some say,
God, why you let it happen like this?
A real killer in the game that can rap like this
Y 'all niggas talk gap like this
I'm the only rapper left
motherfuckin' up strapped like this
C -One
Pac and
Biggie,
R .I .P.
Big
Pun and
Qaddafi,
R .I .P.
After me, this rap shit is
R .I .P.
These niggas left ain't real
enough to spit it like me
Nobody stepped in the game like
Beats did
Joe
One year in the county,
penitentiary did full
Fuckin' feds want at least ten more
My fuckin' parents want at least ten toes
Now let me see your hands
when we step in the club
Pop the roof off till you tell the bitch off
All the fine mommies comin' back with us
We gonna twerk that thang out to the club
Now let me see your hands
when we step in the club
Pop the roof off till you tell the bitch off
All the fine mommies comin' back with us
We gonna twerk that thang out to the club
Y 'all niggas talkin' bout rap, I got this here
I make it harder for niggas to pop this year
Who the fuck in this game can
stop this here?
Who the fuck is the lame to
drop this here?
These the prehistoric, don't get it twisted
Big work in the ink since
Starface enlisted
Big gangsta rap since
Raw
Bass existed
Big thug way before
Pac got convicted
Y 'all about to witness
perfection in the game
Closed no name, hoes no fame
Since 16, in and out of prison,
no shame
Shrinks say I'm mental,
motherfucker, no brain
Need a taken act of
Congress to stop me on the roll
Lyrics like ice, motherfucker, so cold
Y 'all niggas is like autopsy, no soul
Time to open up,
welcome beast to the fold
Now let me see your hands
when we step in the club
Off the roof, off to your death a bitch up
All the fine mommies comin' back with us
We gonna twerk that thang out to the club
Now let me see your hands
when we step in the club
Off the roof, off to your death a bitch up
All the fine mommies comin' back with us
We gonna twerk that thang out to the club
Outro 1
Get ready, get ready, come on, get ready
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