Lyrics:
gon' do?
Im coming up flying high like Jet Blue!
Aye!
Crush the loud up
We call it grinding!
Getting so lit, got her unwinding!
Make it clap, Sean Paul
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
baby, that I still your number one
'Cause Sean-da-Paul him a the man fi get it done (let's go)
I call my, girl (hey)
'Cause I got a problem (what?)
Hey! Jay Sean
Yeah! Sean Paul, Lil Jon!
This one right here is for all the ladies
Ladies who want to take it back
(Alright, alright, oh no)
Hey! Jay Sean
Yeah! Sean Paul, Lil Jon!
This one right here is for all the ladies
Ladies who want to take it back
(Alright, alright, oh no)
Hey! Jay Sean
Yeah! Sean Paul, Lil Jon!
This one right here is for all the ladies
Ladies who want to take it back
(Alright, alright, oh no)
Holler
about the money please let this be your last question
You players can jump if you want, but you half-stepping like Paul George
I make the yay invisible
I'll Paul your Bunyan if you talkin back
Attracted to the essence
Yeah they wanna know the trend
Counting up all the blessings
Then we make it all again
Five AKs and they pop, NSYNC
Got five lil' baes and they pop and drink
If it's not bright pink then it's not my drink
These bright white links make
that first marijuana tape
Guess I got a chronic case
And I ain't just blowin' smoke, 'less it's in your mama's face
I know this time Paul and Dre,
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
you ain't Joyner
If you ain't Kendrick or Cole or Sean then you're a goner
I'm 'bout to bring it to anyone in this bitch who want it
I guess when you
Dreaming of future reality
Well you done know say nothing can′t stop me
'Cause a so we drop that
Yo - Sean Paul one time nah waste no time
Baby i′ll
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
the light
Sean Paul (yeahhh) , bitch I do this shit
Cooler than a motherfucking penguin limp
& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish it
Lebron James & shit
Got
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
and strife
From a Buick to a Beamer, ambitions of a dreamer
Motivated by Mob Figgaz and Andre Nickatina
I'm gettin' paper while you're in the shade drinkin
Sean de Paul 'longside Beyoncé (uh-huh), now hear di man say
Dis ah dutty yeah (a big tune), dutty yo (yo, yo)
Dutty yeah (yo, yo), dutty yo (yo, yeah)
girl, all my girls, all my girls Sean da Paul sey,
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature to shelter you
whipped on this one yet. You got a bear by the tail here, uh? Jeezis!
I got a secret if you can keep it between us
I tuck two nina's under my jeans, either side of my penis
Under my long johns, under my Sean Johns
One
it
Like
Hold that
No cap
If I holla Sean Paul my brothers gone make it clap (We make it clap)
Real talk
Don't try to jack
No spares, we strike pop em
Suckers run up to get beat down
Never in the public unless I got my fucking heat round
Niggaz got some problems leave you bitches underneath ground
Oh no
got prada problems
I'm the problem solver
Think you missed what I said
Run it back turn me up to the proper volume
Bitch
Ain't no propaganda
Born in
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