Lyrics:
is trash
People been sleeping on RM's for 88 years
Do that again and you're gonna' get clapped
RM Williams drip
RM Williams shh
RM Williams drip
RM
wait to be with you (ha ha)
Loving you is all I want to do
[Fresh Prince:]
(Christopher Williams)
10 o'clock my flight lands
Can't wait to hold
with
Frank Sinatra's big band by my side
It's an unavoidable cliche
I wish it didn't have to be that way
Because I love you is what I'm trying to say
But
(like I'm Billy Williams)
Feel it in my spirit (that the end is nearing)
I can never fold
Comin' down off a high (high)
feel you with my third eye
always depend on the love and treat you right
But somehow you got shady after we had the baby
Now I don't know what to do
Girl I'm so disgust with you
All
Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like? (Huh)
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
?)
I am the one that'll do it the best (What?)
I am will.i.am, brother, I am
I am It's will.i.am, nigga' hot damn
you
Do you know
There are slackers there are people who are
Satisfied by delivering everything they have
– with their knowledge
Their financial
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
Deniece Williams but it's gonna take a miracle
Slam you niggas tapes on the table yelling domino
I know they hate that
Know these niggas wished they never
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
a hissy fit
A walking, talking nuclear nihilist
A hot girl summer followed by
The coldest of nuclear winters
How's that for a civil rights speech?
What do
Banton, Mr. Banton (every day, ski, ski)
Go unload the cannon (you know what I mean)
Mr. Banton in the bando (Lamborghini, oh yeah)
Hop out the coupe,
the Great
They probably call me Your Grace
Saint
I know
I know
I know
Hey Bill what's up it's your Grandson Chris
I called knowing you wouldn't pick up but I
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
by (x2)
I don't need you no more
You can go out the door
You keep playing these games, baby I don't have no shame
I can do bad all by myself
Bad all
do what I do
When I do, what I do
If you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I do
Now
Step
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
do what I do
When I do, what I do
If you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I do
Now
Step
Wrong place right time
I used to think I could do what I wanted to
Right time for me alone
Walk the streets of complete full homes
Wrong place,
together, make sure I'm looking smooth, man
Walk up pumpin' it as, and what you do, man
She tol' me she chillin' and they doin' nuthin
So I said maybe
(Applause)
REFEREE:
Thank you. Johnny Williams to break.
COMMENTATOR:
You can just feel the tension here in the room as we start the final frame
think
I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and it's veiny
Wait I think I got it, okay bitch I got you, Robin Williams hanging
Go hang in the lobby
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