Lyrics:
, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
[Verse 23: Ja Rule]
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York
The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up
Hands down, can't
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
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
Just got a stripper chick
(Throw-throw some D's on that bitch)
Something feel different
Cute little college chick
Lining up a scholarship
Just got
lyrical magicians
There fi mek dem switch, jump up, wave up dem hands
So push it up deh
Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner
? (Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
? (Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
Pull up to the scene in an all white bucket
Way too high and I'm way too blunted
(fuck it) fucked your bitch
Told that ho she could suck it
Even in
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
[Intro]
Turn on the faucet...mm-hmm
Uh-huh (x5)
You and you throw your hands up
If you in the back come on, throw your hands up
If you in the front,
let me see them hands
Throw them all the way up
Like I'm DJ Khaled, put 'em all the way up
Make a west side, throw it all the way up
They looking
and buy your publishin'
Aye look at him i own my publishin'
Then why you gettin' all worked up? I mean
If you broke and you own your publishin'
Well thanks
trucks, big whips, Whip up
Black see for you only got my back, shut your lips up!
Do it, turn it up, wow!, we gon' burn it up
Take another pull and pass
it up like a remix
Hitting waves like a sea-ship, get above like I'm cheating
Give a fuck about speaking to a nigga that's in sheep skin
To a bitch
to worry
I don't have to worry
Uh, throw your motherfucking hands high up
Brother have to worry
I don't have to worry
I don't have to worry
Uh, if you think
slapped her
You know you blew up when the women rush the stands
And try to touch your hands but I need me a man
This guy at White Castle asked for my
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
hands in the air and yo, go
Rakim will do the rest of this slow
If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up
If I slow up, catch up, hell no
Wicked as I
hands in the air and yo, go
Rakim will do the rest of this slow
If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up
If I slow up, catch up, hell no
Wicked as I
and ah
It’s big T papa
You don’t gotta clap for a legend
You shut the fuck up homie standard attention
Soon as my name is mentioned
They throw me a couple
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